Thinking lowly of myself today but nothing happened yet.
my clothes all hate me anyways, nothing ever fits, everything always rips. I'lm feeling for a lump, I find one get scared so I jump back into the mirror, back into the mirror. When I'm dreaming, I recognize, familiar feelings in my waking life, in my waking life. When I see you, on the staircase, an interruption I tumble towards the wall, that's me know, at the bottom, that's me now. ~Lifespans~Lifespans When I see you on the stair case, an interruption 22 years from now, you might ask me, what my lifespan is and whats the span? Whats the plan?