I see bees everywhere
It's hard for me to eat
I feel it in my chest
like a paper weight
my guts are tying knots
I've turned into a milkshake
Guns shoot right through me
Like pictures of silly faces
Science hasn't told me
Why the word blob makes me laugh for days
I guess I'll just wrap myself in cobwebs
And pretend I am okay
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
I see bees everywhere
It's hard for me to eat
I feel it in my chest
like a paper weight
my guts are tying knots
I've turned into a milkshake
Guns shoot right through me
Like pictures of silly faces
Science hasn't told me
Why the word blob makes me laugh for days
I guess I'll just wrap myself in cobwebs
And pretend I am okay
