take a bite of my poisonous candy
the sweet chocolaty taste that feels warm
but not home
In a memory of a past life
digging through the archives of my archetype
i sing until i lose my voice
at first it's what people wanna hear
they cheer "you did good kid"
i miss being a kid
18 is my gateway to a cage
we rush through our innocence like we're trying to beat the record time in an escape room
i wish i could escape this room
how could you feel so alone in a room full of people
but that's when i feel more alone than when I'm by myself
but when it's just me and someone else
no phones, no external stimuli... just the moment
you can see when you become real
its plastic like the card paying your sober bar tab
sober? i didn't drink, but does the poison in my soul count
that'll be
