Most people are hiding
at big parties like this one
I came here alone with glitter on my face as protection
Now everyone I've met is on ketamine and oversharing
I pick lemons from the tree that reaches over the fence
and start handing them out but no one wants them
No one wants my kindness
Everyone just wants to make out and forget everything
Perhaps I'll be the only one with memory of this night
I'm stone cold sober but
I too can be more honest than usual
It's like one of those theoreticals someone asks you
"You have one hour to say whatever you want without anyone remembering it: what would you say?"
I tell everyone they are beautiful and that I wish I could hold them and give them something real
They look at me how I imagine a ghost would
before I disappear back into los angeles
Jul 13, 2021
Jul 13, 2021 at 3:08 PM UTC
Most people are hiding
at big parties like this one
I came here alone with glitter on my face as protection
Now everyone I've met is on ketamine and oversharing
I pick lemons from the tree that reaches over the fence
and start handing them out but no one wants them
No one wants my kindness
Everyone just wants to make out and forget everything
Perhaps I'll be the only one with memory of this night
I'm stone cold sober but
I too can be more honest than usual
It's like one of those theoreticals someone asks you
"You have one hour to say whatever you want without anyone remembering it: what would you say?"
I tell everyone they are beautiful and that I wish I could hold them and give them something real
They look at me how I imagine a ghost would
before I disappear back into los angeles
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