this is my sick sad silhouette
it's no excuse it's no excuse i won't
let this be my end
my anticlimactic downfall
and sometimes i feel so alone
and sometimes i like it that way
and what am i?
a sick little boy a sore little boy a poor little
boy?
with dishwater eyes and white rabbit ears
discordant colors discordant bodies so
livid
living
like never before