[willow_wisp]

you appear quick and your book spills into the rain
the ink is alive, its actually doing things, real things, realer than you'd ever known before
wow, life is amazing, i do what i want
the universe is big
it flows into a river and fish drink it and we eat them
look into the toilet and it makes a lot of sense
in ones random **** is the art
i was walking down the street looking into the sky humming, it was my only original move ever
the asunder that made me cry was like dying a little bit, i felt the burning like why? i asked why is it this way
and you say it doesn't have to be, the tides are like waves, meet the friendly ones
the ridge is a corner by the street sides and like of mind
i guess it runs you right out of your mind after a while
thats quite alright, i just want to listen to dinosaur jr.
i don't want to be with my parents, or people
with utmost respect, get the **** away from me
i only am myself

do you think i am someone else?
these are the shadows i guess

i don't need to justify what i do
i just do it