Euphoric catastropheHello,I'm indecisive.Go low,I'm impassive.Oh no,I'm recessive.Scratch, scratch, scratch
I'm inside my brain.Scratch, scratch, scratch
Inflict all the pain.I'm a redundant dragonfly;I'll eat my heart.I'm a repugnant firefly;I'll burn it all out.My mentality, full of lice.Sprawling in the corner of my eyes.They dig deep in my mind,Until everything is intertwined.Scratch, scratch, scratch
I'm inside myself today.Scratch, scratch, scratch
I'm scratching it all away.Scratch, scratch, scratch...I'm living every single day.
MirrorI tried to touch you;A hindrance in between.I tried to call you;A sound clamoring in.What were we like before?Why did we do it, therefore?I cried.You smiled.I laughed.Did you die?What was it like before?Why did we do it, therefore?You woke up.Was it the same day?I wanted to go out.You asked me to stay.Where were we before?Why did we do it, therefore?I tried to touch you;Your hands are cold.I tried to tell you;Your ears are closed.How did we get there before?Why did we do it, therefore?It's a mirror,The hindrance in between.It's my voice,The sound clamoring in.
DaydreamRead my mindHeed my lipsRead my handHeed my fingertipsFollow my headDream with my brown eyesFollow my leadDream with my fiery skiesSing with my lungs,Breathe with my diaphragms.Butterflies are swinging;I think they are winning.Dance with my rhythm,Feel my feet.I'm walking like a prism;I'm stopping our beat.Paint through my poems,Write through my sketches.Ruin all those things,Then sculp the edges.Purple is my new kind of red,Because my heart is not a cliché.So let's start living inside our heads,And begin making papier-mâché.