ignore me now to hide yourself
Breaking out the O C D
Make more of whats left of me
take the time to trim my thoughts
stretching things to make you grin
accepting fates more than a whim
resonate what quartz creates
precipitate highlight like a bargain rate
when all my water has escaped free
I'll make my words seem dead than hate me
easier to run down so it's easy still to disappear till your finding empty answers while your lies appear revealing regrettably that starting clean with nightmares only creates more time for them to multiply once your out of space but in your head stretched so thin until your dripping red mistaken yet spacewalking why's it all circles at the stalk enchanting as you sit and stare and sum on words that seem more useful as excuses formed to get thoughts out while you accost your doubt for things that are more real than the things you've seen creates a mirror for the world to dance between and pinpoint spots to help your past self not be circled silent sleepening