There are different kinds of eyes, in this world. Or maybe different days, Sometimes my gauze worn…

nosebleedclub : Do you want to be noticed? There are different kinds of eyes, in this world. Or maybe different days, Sometimes my gauze worn thinner than others. Some souls just listen too loudly, Whirring like vacuums, And I can feel the mountains in my skin sticking To the flypaper in their yawning mouths. I want to brush by on the dance floor, One beat in the bassline, drowned out, Gliding on…