All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
I have no energy to make love today, but I will make love to you anyway. You’re such a
I am the child, who sits alone. I write dreams, that
A man sitting on a hill, gazing up at the stars, questioning if
Does the sun want to stay for the moon? The moon would gladly stay for the sun. Like the sky,
I’d like to feel a beautiful flower against my skin. It’s funny how roses
I don’t want to sit and suffocate inside of my box anymore. I want
Marie wants to be with me, and I want to be with her, so I’ll make my
I’m a disabled mush room, who is mentally handicap, and can’t think
I close my eyes, and see a million pages flying around
The world has it’s disillusions, and you can’t trust because not
If I had a brain, it would be made of green slime.
Look around you. What do you see? I see apples, and forests of green.