Today I hang I hang myself I hang myself onto I hang myself onto the branches of this old tree just to go, to flee of too much probability
Tonight I shoot I shoot myself I shoot myself a picture I shoot myself a picture of me in front of my favorite old tree so I can remember thee so there can be another me so in this picture I can also be
Yesterday I killed I killed myself I killed myself in a picture I killed myself in a picture that shows another me in memory but if she's dead who's sitting on this chair a me in disguise I think I killed myself twice or how many times?
Always changing, always renewing oneself. How many of me have died?