i am a katatonic

i cut a breath in
my poor autonomy cry out oxygen
but i'm obstinate enough to carry on
my unbreakable stability
so can't i stand against
surrended by my exaggerated feelings

i give a shape
to keep myself forever, it's fair
i have no hour, no more time
i'm the only eternal
play me my unfathomable mind
i'm the sculpture of my own
please shape again

won't give a blame to my character
never think i'm sick
proud of being katatonic

do i care for science terms
think me i am poor patient
prove it to psychology literature

i have enough sanity to see
how my future would be
my deep looks are meaned as freak
yet who will see my pleasure world in
i count on the days spended for
i will never open my inner door
think me i am the poor patient

think me i am the poor patient
try reasoning my behaviours
simply i am a katatonic