Admit it.

Curiously strong thoughts
Swim like eels
Electrifying my ambition
Leaving my goals to float

Like dead fish

I'll feed them flakes
But it takes

Days, weeks, months, years
To revive them
Climb them

Ladders to my brain

Reach inside, and rip them out
prove me not insane

SHORT BUS

I'm on the road
Not really "on the road"
But I'm on my road
My road to see her

It's been 3 weeks
2 weeks of I miss you's
2 weeks of I need you here's

1 week of death.

1 week of missing i miss you's
1 week of neglecting i need you here's

What happened;
A glitch.

This isn't supposed to end now
And it is most definitely not supposed to end like this

Tonight make your way back in
Tonight seal yourself beneath my skin