Escape

I want to be in the farthest place possible

away from everyone i know.

I don't know how I'm going to survive

but I know will is supposed to be so strong that you literally go

insane before you start to kill yourself.

I don't know what I'm going to do

this world is so cruel to make bets on people's lives

I cant live here anymore

no bets, no ties.

Shit, Fuck, Damn, Hell,

"don't say that",

"I have to",

What is jail?

Do I really snore in my sleep?

Where do babies come from?

I know and then I don't and think, "I knew that all along."

I keep seeing blurry vision, a way out almost

or not.

I seem to think my stomach growls when all is lost.

What was the number game?

I think it was something with nick-nacks.

Hopscotch to tic-tac-toe, now software data in my nose.

Seven is such a comforting number but 8 looks like infinity.

I miss talking to you,

and the way the computer controls me.

I'm hungry again so i guess i'll leave,

this gave me a good laugh.

A way to give me something rather then another bath.