It’s beginning.
Mother’s cord is severed.
I am falling.
Break free from dependence, down,
to take it.
I council whatever.
You take it and run,


transparent

Treating your days like a countdown.
Seconds pass by, waiting just to blow up,
and you get nothing done,
and this is what you want.
Lost touch and,
you turn you

backward

It’s all backward.
It’s all bad word.
Said to me by you.
How you misunderstand.
All, wrapped up,
in yourself.
Fall, who will pick you up


fazer

Standing like a sore thumb, out,
notice your image is different.
Traits that change, it's just too quick,
follow on clues and guess what, that's what, it's like.
Follo

can_opener

A trap to fall,
fall into easy,
believe in what you look like, outside.
A stain you can’t remove.
A stain that keeps you from that place,
where you’d probab

blister

Kid, picked on, love, blinds him,
found, his own girlfriend.
It’s all he could ask for.

He doesn’t need,
his hands,
tied up,
to persuade, this

east_3rd._street

I was so sincere.
I see more clearly now.
I, trust new friends just like,
I can throw them.
Fading traces of a, future leader.
A summer squatting,
I know

lie_and_wait

Inequity solace,
in your driven sate.
Seize your right to earn the same.
She wants it.
How long must we wait,
before they take our side?
Sordid Practice,