dancing down those streets wearing the badge of nothing
no one knows us
they won't know us
nothing matters but
the things we chase
wake up
breakfast
daily activities where you have a name
break

[insert break]

out into the open where i no longer matter
walk those streets with pride and shame at the same time
chasing, chasing

if i gave birth to ******
and sat him on my knee
i'd wrap him in a velvet sash
and then i'd set him free

if i gave birth to ******
and lay him in a bed
i'd cover him with glitter
and hold him by the head

if i gave birth to ******
and kissed him on the cheek
i'd share parental custody
and see him twice a week

that feeling you get when you know you've ******* up
it joins you like dry existence and the morning dew
cold, harsh, instantaneous, and unwanted

unless you need it

nobody craves problem or drama, but somehow our minds trick us into thinking we do
unfortunately everybody recovers differently, a grab bag full of medical supplies
how dare we think we don't need to justify our reasons of unhappiness?
what will we become if we aren't able to solve the problems we have from within?
in my world with no god I look like the biggest fool of all
I just can't bring myself to simplicity, subtlety
I do see it slowly happen over time, however
Making a lunch to take to work, being on time, putting in effort
Some nights don't follow through, but those aren't the ones we count right?
may your mind help itself understand through the senses you use to perceive

good eve

I wouldn't wish my life
On my worst enemies,
But that's only because
It'd be weird to see
A can of beer drinking
Another can of beer.