I remember being young and thinking I was alone in the universe.
I remember being old and touching your chest and feeling your heartbeat
and knowing that I was just a dumb kid once upon a time.
I remember this chaotic cycle of desire and apathy
and how stars used to form from the heat between us.
I remember crying out in the night and getting a call back
and hearing a prayer whispered to the dark for protection over the light.
I remember me.
I remember strangers and curfews and hushed toxins and passion.
I remember youth and innocence and a grip so tight it knocked the wind out of me and pushed the word love past my lips.
I remember you.

Despair, despair, despair.
This world's without a care.

Nah, I won't do some dumb rhyme,
I'm just here to get my thoughts out.
I've got to worry about money, love, health...
It isn't enough just making it out of bed today.
I've got all these dreams, passions, ideals,
and no way to actually reach them.
Sure, it'd be fun to live apart from everyone.
Sure, I wouldn't mind falling in love.
Sure, everyone wants a job.

If only self-confidence and physical and mental capabilities were achievable
and anxiety wasn't my best friend.

To lose what I've gained would be such a wonderful thing.