The Escapist

salute

I don't like my friends.
But i write about them all the time
Now i am left feeling lonely
How do i behave
I don't think anyone cares about me anymore
The artworks don't mind
And the actors they smile
I hope you learn the joy somehow
Get over the difficulty
I swoon over your vulnerability
Spit the word on my chest
The little birds they wonder upon my love story
What shall i tell them
Shall i break your heart?
You get over-committed sometimes
And I've practiced my signature since i was nine
Land yourself upon my sky
Where my filthy thoughts used to ponder
My sixteen-year-old self used to love somebody
Until she got drunk over some whiskey
Dirty shirts she never minded
Discover my night as i fall asleep at dawn
Where did you imagine my fairylands to be
I wish it somewhere that lived up to my expectations
My reputation
Destination
Salute.