I may be dead honey / but I was left with my eyes.
i'm doing what I can.
it's hard
when you are falling apart,
but aren't sure which direction to land in.
which model to follow when pulling back together.
I have to try and stay in pieces until they tell me what to do.
I swear, I'll eventually be less cryptic. or less sad. or just less boring.
I'm going to build a flamethrower with my mind.