Because....
I hope you find me discusting now so I can show you how temporary your favor is. There are four other sences you know about, and a million you can't fathom. Because maybe my outsides should look the same as my insides. Cause this mirror reminds me how I fucked up your memory. I smiled with that poison in my stomach that took you from me. I grinded my teeth to loosen this tention. It just wound up my jaw until my clock chymed in "good morning." The blind dont see black, they really see nothing. Cause truth is a light that no shadow can shield me. And denials a hole that i cant fill with the dirty. And a thousand I like yous dont add up to I love you. And this isnt a choir where the tone def spill over each other. Where the sharps and the flats add up to the middle. Maybe the real gifts we were never supposed to keep. Maybe the devil is patient beyond human understanding. I bet he sits in the details and smiles in our longing. I bet he prays on the strong and lets THEM conquor the weak. Maybe we created them both one after the other. The first for our ideals and the second for our desire. Cause whats the fun if there isnt a struggle. We only share when you're looking to prove that we're better. I think I found the real evil. Its interpetation and the kids that correct my spelling. We're the grouping, naming, genre generation. We were told a thousand times to not pick at it, but we never listen. Oh its such a great irony, the joke starts off with us conquoring the monsters we see in each village, and the punchlines that we'll die from a bee sting
funny right?



This is something my friend Seth wrote and I thought it ought to be heard by more than a few people it means so much. I agree with it. I love him and think he is amazing. Let me know what you think.