You know what's weird?
Lips are weird
They don't ever end really
They just meld into the rest of your face, and you open and close them to protect this gaping hole you just have in your body-
It's weird
But that's not the sort of thing you're supposed to think about
as you put your lipgloss on with seventeen other high school girls

I don't think most people have to think about reigning their thoughts in
About toeing the line
But for me, it's always been a choice
You either think like a normal, rational being, or you let go
You let go and you fall and when you hit the ground, you wind up with either genius or crazy- though they're really only separated by where you were unfortunate enough to land- and it is a long climb back up from there

I'm good at choosing, I swear
But to choose all the time is to be awake all the time
and eventually I'm going to be so deprived that I'll let myself trip and fall and-

You know what's weird?
We only see what we want to see
But for some reason I can't stop seeing what's on the other side of the line