0
fine by myself
(0.5
was i ever)
1
starting to talk
(1.5
not knowing how to talk)
2
common interests
(2.5
actually talking)
3
talking more first friends
(3.5
a springboard)
4
leaps and bounds - crickets chirping, fast and annoying
(4.5
finding friends in speed)
5
forgetting
(5.5
never truly forgetting)

6
meeting

7
desiring

8
friendship

9
evolving

10
­losing count

1_
not needing to count

beyond numbers
an entire world

no numbers
reunions

infinity
better with others

Do you look through me?
Am I invisible?
Screaming for attention
Just letting me be
Notice me, I am right here
Drowning in my sorrows
Drowning in my despair
We are so disconnected
We are meant to be one
You are unaffected
A chain is only so strong
And without me you'd  be gone
My feeling without you is equal to none
I add a little metal
Subtract a little sun
I multiply my sadness
And boom sounds the gun.
Splatters on the page.

I demand you leave
Hackles rise up
Jaw clenched
I cannot breathe

Faces over my shoulder in the reflection
Life
Death
Nothing is  true perfection.

The probability of me being improbable is highly definite.
The statistical occurrence of randomness
Is proportional to the flow of consciousness.