I'm feeling less innocent than when I circled Mary Poppins at four
Stars around my eyes
Wringing my hands over hash browns and warm juice

Stepping to her side and smiling at her blue checkered beauty
Short thick bangs placed in a Pluto and Goofy shirt
I was good at being small

I feel disconnected, rejected
Sick from lack of judgment

Like the time the camera clicked

Face front
Turn right

Turn
Officer, I'm turning with my eyes tight into blue oblivion

I can't hold on any longer
He should have stuck around,

This- would have never happened
(he said it himself)

"The reason that you fell into the great demise was because of
Me"