nah. let’s talk about it. i’m not numb. i’m mad.
i’m really mad. i can’t believe this motherfucker.
i get high and get through it. i got through it.
did you notice that i miss you
i can’t believe my chaotic
i’m trying to slow down
this is not what i wish it was
what i wish it were
i wish i was Audre
i wish i could reach you
i wish i could heal you
i wish you would read all my poems
I wish you’d tell me to slow down
who was that i was just talking to
i go so far away in my head
i know what it’s like to dream of far away from far away
lately it’s hard to come back
when i feel you calling i call right back
from a distance i feel her wrath it tries to reach me
i’m protected
something is wrong isn’t it
i can’t tell where or who exactly
something is wrong
or am i wrong in my head again
i can be so sure and be so wrong later
i’m high as shit so it’s bearable