my eyes look like black holes,
but i've been drinking petrol & coke.
i remember i could never fly,
but i could hide like no one knew;
covering my sparkles was a big deal, too.
i've grown out, though:
my branches stretch for miles &
tickle the faces of those.

salt my eyes
and my wish list,
what (all) i know, just
treat me like you know me.
owe me all of it.

i'm so staked.

god, just remind me.
god i don't want to go.
please just let me & please
please just let me
remember;
i wish i could remember where to go.
god, i'm so sick of learning.
please just let me go..

i wish i'd ever known where to go.