I'M TALKING TO MYSELF OF COURSE.

BUT I GUESS I'M TALKING TO THE WORLD TOO

BECAUSE HOW CAN I NOT BE

ALL OF ITS PRESSURES AND NEEDS

IT IS THE WORLD I CREATED THOUGH

SO

MAYBE IT IS JUST MYSELF

I'M TALKING TO

IDK

MAYBE I JUST NEED TO QUIT, QUIT ALL THE

SMILES I'M WANTED TO FAKE

ALL THE BALLS I'M WANTED TO JUGGLE

LET THEM FALL

LET THEM FALL FOR SO CALLED "FRIENDS"

LET THEM FALL FOR SO CALLED "IDOLS"

LET THEM FALL,AND LISTEN TO THE BEAUTIFUL SHATTER THEY CREATE

THEN WALK OUT THE DOOR

...

I'VE FANTASIZED ABOUT THAT

( F R E E ) FUTURE

TOO

MANY

TIMES