you are all straight lines and vanity.
unknowing obsession and hopeless hopelessness.
in the worst way.
you judge when you're awake and think when you're asleep.
you've got all the wit in the world waiting inside your stereo.
but you are a consumer, not a creator.
you will never go through a hard time without complaining about it the entire way through.
it's like you believe the world belongs to you.
like you can put everything on a postcard and ship it off to yourself.
well you can't.
everything 'cool' you do is done in complete consciousness.
shut your eyes.
become something real.
because i'm not sure if i can believe in you anymore.