I like dead things like flowers
For some reason they make me feel like I belong
Like good lyrics in a song
And every single
Flower that has died to me is still alive
The way they droop
Like my shoulders
Get lower
Closer to the ground
So they can see life upside down
We're always looking up or forward
Everyone is running
While I walk slowly back
There's nothing really wrong with the past
And the ground has inspiring things
Like shoes
And holes
Curbs too
Signs painted to help you make turns
I like to stay awake at night and stare at the ground
I might have insomnia
But that's alright
I like feeling the world when everyone is locked in their beds
The dark is not taking me as prisoner tonight
When I go to bed
I let the sun take me instead