the titles tell a different story
than I do,
they know more
but that's not hard.
I want to drop out
and paint bridges for the hell of it;
I want to punch someone and
feel stardust in my fist,
feel something
I want to be more
than a puppeteer
more than a mindless specimen of human gunk.
I want
I want
There is no me anymore
I have no traits
No smile, my eyes don't have a color and my voice has no sound
I don't know what I want to do and I can't sleep at night
But it's alright
It's alright
I am beginning
to think you want me dead
At least then we'd have
Something in common
You can burn my body
And I'll take the final step;
we made a pact that whoever lept first
had killed us both
Shadows are all that
talk to me through the wall now,
No one else
Was ever there
I am beginning
To lose my shit,
I see you in small places
And eat my own head as you laugh.
Pyramus and
Thisbe can't stand each other now
I am envy and I hate myself more than you ever will
But not today
I dance with no one
In the dark,
My lamp is out and
they won't find me, not today
Don't
dance with me again
I will not hear you when your scars mend
These words are all I have
I am getting bit, but the
Floor is soft and once you stop free verse you can't stop
You can't stop
