To Create Something Beautiful About

It Is Myself I Have Never Met Whose Face Is Pasted On The Underside Of My Mind

Here I Am And There Is My Body Dancing On Glass In Accident Time Where There Are No Accidents You Have No Choice The Choice Comes After

You’ll Be All Right. You’re Strong. I Know You’ll Be Okay Because I Like You And You Can’t Like Someone Who Doesn’t Like Themself. The People I Fear For Are The Ones Who I Don’t Like Because They Hate Themselves So Much They Won’t Let Anyone Else Like Them Either. But I Do Like You. I’ll Miss You. And I Know You’ll Be Okay.

I Am The Beast At The End Of The Rope.

I Don’t Have Music, Christ I Wish I Had Music But All I Have Is Words.