(no subject)
There is something that makes everyone I know this
Because I saw the whole stage of reality
I AM NOT INSANE
SOMEONE made all of us out of something, alright, yes yes, and they covered us with a paint
They covered us with paint
And we were all part of the stage and we didn’t know it. Because it was a set that the SOMEONE, who made everything drew on a piece of paper because he was BORED!! Do you get me??
I had a special knowledge of the whole universe because I was built onto the side of the house, and I was made of wood and painted red. I could see everything because I was like a shingle. No one else had been painted yet but I was red, and that was really special because I was part of the house and all. Which was part of the set that he had drawn on a piece of paper because the rest of it was white. Like it hadn’t been completed yet. And then he was sick of it so he was peeling it away. BUT I KNEW EVERYTHING and I was trying to tell everyone that they were on a set! It was all drawn. And someone was peeling it all away. They had to grab onto me and pull me off the house. Who was pulling me I don tknow. But they were ripping all the shingles off because they wanted to do something else.
I think that maybe I was friends with the creator of the paper images. I was definitely made out of wood, and I felt every grain, and the patterns. I was stiff as a bored, because I was like a shingle and then they tore me off the house.
Because I saw the whole stage of reality
I AM NOT INSANE
SOMEONE made all of us out of something, alright, yes yes, and they covered us with a paint
They covered us with paint
And we were all part of the stage and we didn’t know it. Because it was a set that the SOMEONE, who made everything drew on a piece of paper because he was BORED!! Do you get me??
I had a special knowledge of the whole universe because I was built onto the side of the house, and I was made of wood and painted red. I could see everything because I was like a shingle. No one else had been painted yet but I was red, and that was really special because I was part of the house and all. Which was part of the set that he had drawn on a piece of paper because the rest of it was white. Like it hadn’t been completed yet. And then he was sick of it so he was peeling it away. BUT I KNEW EVERYTHING and I was trying to tell everyone that they were on a set! It was all drawn. And someone was peeling it all away. They had to grab onto me and pull me off the house. Who was pulling me I don tknow. But they were ripping all the shingles off because they wanted to do something else.
I think that maybe I was friends with the creator of the paper images. I was definitely made out of wood, and I felt every grain, and the patterns. I was stiff as a bored, because I was like a shingle and then they tore me off the house.