All I do is sit and stare and sleep.
I want to eat honey, I want to **** this guy, I want to jump out of my window.
How would they react if I were purged from my room through the window?
The room would hiccup and take a nap.
And it's only the second floor.
I thought that maybe I should come with a warning and waiver
or a stamp on my face that says "crazy."
Then I realized that I do.
Today I'm inhaling rejection,
the fluid and the fire, anywhere I go
the noises and movements wear me threadbare. I'm textured to be foolishly angry, anxious, sad, empty.
No one ever touches me.
I bet if I jumped out of my window, the air would feel cold and the grass would feel cold
and I'd probably only break an arm.
I am a vacuum inside.
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 3:58 PM UTC
All I do is sit and stare and sleep.
I want to eat honey, I want to **** this guy, I want to jump out of my window.
How would they react if I were purged from my room through the window?
The room would hiccup and take a nap.
And it's only the second floor.
I thought that maybe I should come with a warning and waiver
or a stamp on my face that says "crazy."
Then I realized that I do.
Today I'm inhaling rejection,
the fluid and the fire, anywhere I go
the noises and movements wear me threadbare. I'm textured to be foolishly angry, anxious, sad, empty.
No one ever touches me.
I bet if I jumped out of my window, the air would feel cold and the grass would feel cold
and I'd probably only break an arm.
I am a vacuum inside.
