c o l l a p s e  with me under a blood-red sea              [0011; heart - strutter . o r g]

April 14, 2008 ( 9:06 pm!)

Dearly Beloved

Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can’t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that’s in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody’s perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that’s my best excuse

because I don’t have much to say, or anyone to direct it towards. Another brilliant Monday, and along with it its exhaustion.