i've been tripping through cemeteries again searching for all the old skeletons covered in cobwebs from the depths of my closet i wonder what would happen if i lose them
i don't know who i am when i'm not falling for you, falling apart at the seams.
"at least it isn't another ******* poem about icarus" (or is it?) it's actually the beginning of a song and it has a tune but i can't sing so that's the end of that lol