Archive of Our Own

There's lukewarm herbal mango sweet hibiscus tea
On the hot garbage pile in which I fucking sleep
The walls are empty
It's so ugly
I could burn the whole place down
It wouldn't catch 'cuz all my posters are on their way to my hometown
And I am not your protagonist
I'm not even my own
I don't know anything
I don't even know what I don't know
And if you look outside you'll see
Disintegrating trees
The artificial way the sunlight dances on the glitching leaves
My wet heart catches on every thorn
You're already halfway out the door
And I'm so tiny I'm so old
And it has never been this cold
And it's like 85 degrees
I don't know what I need

Title of the series and lyrics from this tiktok.