I was so young
That light-headed blissful ignorance,
"Fifty minds
Fifty lines
Fifty crying all the times
Fifty ways
Fifty lies
Fifty I'm gonna change my mind
I changed my mind
I changed my mind
And now I feel indifferent."
Nineteen months later and you
Give me the same
Piercing
Sharp
Lightning strikes
Thunderstorms
Hurricanes
Consuming my consciousness
My eyes roll back and
I give into
Letting the corners of my
Mouth
Separate
Fly, fly away
You
You do this to me
You alone