I Think I’ll Get Out of Here

(A/N: doesn’t seem like a bad idea right now, to just get away from it all…)

I think I’ll be going now

I don’t think you’ll miss me

for very long

because you’ll get used to it

life without me

and then one day you’ll be thinking

because there’s nothing else better to do

I’ll just be fluttering fluttering

fluttering away

pushing the envelope

off to a swirling vortex of terror and destruction

and find it a nice peaceful change from

the quiet backstabbing

the silentsecret cruel evil thoughts

I think I’ll get out of here

go to another planet like

Saturn

have the gaseous swirls envelop me

until I’m just a memory in the back of your mind

the edge of the envelope which always causes

paper cuts and bleeding

and away I’ll go

until there is no more bleeding or even

paper cuts for that matter

I think I’ll get out of here and avoid

you and you and you and you

but not him, the quiet one, the hidden one

he can come too

but he wouldn’t want to come because

he’s still stuck at the paper cuts

I think I’ll get out of here

don’t worry too much about it

you won’t even notice I’m gone