We zijn blauwe magpies, verzamelen en collagenen
they said I could be anything but
My smile wasn’t mine it was his
This is what my life is like yes
J-train pulling in to dank, tasty barrels
To find happiness within myself, not others.
To find peace within the dark heart
The sun’s liquor on their breaths tonight
A strange boy calling me Zelda
A cloud swallowed my index finger
Black cats flying over popcorn and butterscotch
Old/young/Irishmen forgives his dead love
Old quarrels lead to long scars; family.
The animal had preyed upon my dream
Stuck in my mind living life cluelessly
Running on rooftops chasing the sunset alone
My father chased me through the town
A hug from distance a kiss saudades
The fog was pink for no reason.
I didn’t think it was possible, wrong