Perfidious lover,

With ambidextrous heart,

You’ve caused my mind to birth
A doubt



Entrapper of my love,

I gift my disenchantment ,

For choking romantic
Ideals


Dear insidious love,

With your infantile ways,

Such brilliant fraudulence,

Has to be commended

Homage
**Paid

The buzzing inside my head tells me nothing is real.
It can’t be.
A fog has infiltrated my mind, distorting reality
Twisting
Thoughts, sounds, images,
Until I don’t know the difference between real and imagined.
People around me talk, I listen,
But is it really happening?
Or is it all just a dream?
I know this is real life, I do,
But through these heavy lidded eyes nothing looks the same.
I sleep and sleep and sleep
And wake up tired.
My eyes and my mind are constantly closing,
Wanting to drift away into darkness.
Only then can I find peace.

Mysterious strangers everywhere
No
Cool kids I don't know to care about
No
People I don't care about
Period

Red solo cup fuckery
A blasted home ;
Can't move without bumping shoulders
Looks like a neon lion den
Pop-dance factory ambience
Reeks of B.O. and beer
I'm embarrassed to be here

Everyone here bought the
I-can-be-anyone lie of the century
I'm embarrassed to be here