the greatest

Oh and I don't exist

I don't exist…

And now that we got that straight, doesn't mean that i can fly

Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i want

Now that we got that clear, and you know that i'm not here

Doesn't mean that i can go do whatever i please

And i was sure someone next door was blowing up balloons

And they were red and orange

And there was this one lady at the bar and she was trying to buy gin

And this other lady at the bar and she was trying to sell gin

And it worked out good for the boths of them

I say, no--you're gonna drown

And he says, no--i can't drown

Simply because

Shhhh...

In any other way but frying,

Lucky that I'm dying

By hanging and not drowning.

So now that we got that straight

Can't I just be left alone?

I want to take a fuckin' bath

city wide

off my chest and out the door. bubbles are still blowing.

a gust of wind disrupts the pleasant hum of bliss. and popcorn is popping on the side of the road, making it seem saltier that it really is. how misleading. observe the deep ridges in her fingernails, her vitamin intake must be insufficient. she just eats cheese and toast.

there is a mole to the left of your nose, and your eyes are wide. your cheek is pressed tightly against something you once loved. i see it every day, reassuring me that there is some hope for a connection. as the deep purple and white floral display drips down her neck, she squints her eyes, shutting out the madness that she has created for herself.

long cascading curls pile on my head. they're from a time when smiles were in fashion. certain sounds ring in my ear. do do do do do do do da do. sometimes i would squint my eyes so tight i was almost blind. all i could see was the red break lights ahead of me and the

white headlights to my left. the mind hoping i wouldn't crash, the heart was not caring at all, hoping for a little excitement. those sounds gently swaying in the stuffy air. familiar songs and sweet melodies.

shake it off. unzip your skin and re-arrange your insides. its possible.

do something about it.

weeeee

i have good ideas

nah

i kind of half expected the world to stop and wait for me. then it didn't. and i was thoroughly disappointed.

for its one, two, three strikes you're out...

the end is near. i can feel it.

so close

they are tears, not from my eyes.

you lied. its okay. but just know that i know. and that it made me kind of sad.

i need to start taking my own advice.