I drew a few steps on the first street Jumped to a store locals named Million Ways To Fuck It Up It Seems we all wish to sell ourselves to a million offers Dozen letters in my pocket From people I respect, and no way to write back Return to sender, Attention not found Confusing loneliness for freedom Solitude for a serum, and complaints for poetry, I fell, I failed I betrayed the kid I kept safe from all counterfeit hopes And all the snakes we swallow An aisle of silicon hands to shake and crush your throat Where do we go from here? Water wings sell like balloon shaped hopes Where do we go from here? A burden is a burden to the burdened They'd sell the limbless a course on how to sink with elegancy I took it back to the street, bought whatever they had Thought I should write down my dreams A notebook by the bed In case I'm lucky tonight Fantasized on how to beat regret I'll eventually crack it but you know me I'll just forget. And I almost find sleep Pressing my eyes, watching colors, Summer for cold feet Stains and tunnels, abstraction bores me, here no museums are free I don't want to be young I don't want to be old enough to remember All the things I projected but never touched in fear of ruining dreams I don't possess And these are dreams that I'll never forgive Water wings of lead, they are dreams that I'll never forgive