Inside all of us there lies something to be discovered and I think the spark you put at the bottom of my lungs might be enough to remember mine you are a fire and I am ash brand new, I feel sorry for eventually suffocating you I hate cities I hate people but I love persons I would get on a train right now just to watch people spill like water into the underground seemingly searching for something within the tunnels some simply a way out others a way in some just to sleep I saw a man with an airport under his skin once and a woman next to him with clouds brushing lips with her fingers they were holding hands and I swear I heard the boarding call faintly as they exited I hope he remembers to breathe sometimes it rains on the subway and sometimes you can't keep the sun out people are always rushing to some unknown endpoint I'll sit in the corner and ride the blue line until they kick me off far enough away so they can't touch me but I can touch them sometimes I'll close my eyes imagine that this train is taking me home imagine going down a snowy hill at 80 looking next to me, there you are so I put on the brakes "I only want to **** myself, I don't want to **** you" I'll open my eyes and see the life around me