First goes the shirt,

To make sure I am clothed

And to start off the day

Maybe I’ll choose grey

Or blue

To match the skies I always watch

Then goes the leggings

To set a good base

Over goes some jeans

Maybe for security

Then goes a sweatshirt

To hide my body

To get lost in the clothing

And to bring up the heat

Although

I am burning

Then goes the hood

To not be seen

Then goes the necklace

As something to hold on to

A way to let the world fall away

For just a minute

Then comes the bracelets

Red, blue, green,

Beaded, braided, loomed

A million bracelets

One for each song

Just to represent

How one can be so lost

Then comes the bag

Which I fill up with all my books

Books that run

With words

That will blur the world

Although the story

Is not read

Last comes the phone

And to plug in some earbuds

I’d only wish away

The problems in this life

Just one after another

A routine that I lose

Just one day

Of covered up madness