I met a scarecrow today.
He made me look him in the eyes
And tell him 'things will get better.'
My first reaction was to lie,

So I told him what he wanted to hear.
I've never met a scarecrow born with fear.

He didn't look very satisfied
With what I had to tell.
He said that he couldn't believe me
If I didn't believe myself

And with that he sent me on my way.
I've never met the scarecrow since that day.

Boop de booboop
Scloop beep boop
Brun duh dee doodee
Do doot scloop boop
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroo (roll your tongue (if you can(I heard not everyone can roll their tongue)))
Dut dut digga digga yut doo
Bigga Bigga
Doot zoot beeboop
Boop de booboop

I'm losing hold on something I can't touch because a few thousand miles comes between us.  And as though it weren't enough, weak will yearns to lust.

I will never learn to rectify myself or try to justify myself. I will never turn to anyone else. This burn is my own unbecoming.

And no one should fuss over me.

Poem.
Delete.
Repeat.

Do you think you're clever when your not? Do you think you're funny when you've got a lot to learn? Don't be scared when your burned out. A human doesn't die until it refuses to open it's eyes. A human doesn't die until it loses sight of the horizon. The rain doesn't stop because one person cries. A clock doesn't still for empty space to be filled. Seconds die while everyone tries to race to the starting line. Don't die before you're time. Don't lie in the wake of a passerby. Or go ahead. No one really cares whether you've bled. You're not here, upon any, to impress. No one else is responsible for your happiness. Go along, if everyone else thinks you're wrong in the head, and you believe them, you're already rotting. And in the end, I think I'm clever, but I'm not.