How are you the only one who sees me
Though we've never met
How do you have eyes I've never stared into
That I can't forget
How can you be the only one who feels me
When we've never embraced
How do your arms reach me
From that dark and scary place

I reached into the bag and
pulled out what I got
They said I had to live with it
like it or not
It didn't seem fair
They insisted it was
Life is what your born
I asked why? Just because
So please go stand
in that line over there
A biped will approach you
pretending to care
At this point I tossed
my grab back towards the sack
Quipped I'll pass on the offer
and dove into the black