Nothingness makes nothing
That’s why numb artists die stale
Alcohol and Drugs
It’s cheating
Forcing neon when you’re really pale
We fought
And that’s what I did
I convinced myself
That you were distant
And the explosive apology
Had reached me in a far compass
I was at awe with the darling pastel
Because
I was sure it started from something more
I was just too far away to see from the center
It’s the illusion I tempted myself into
I made something out of nothing
I didn’t want us to grow stale
And I didn’t want to cheat
And I didn’t want to have to introduce myself again
So I accept your apology
Alright?