Look at you,
(so mature),
your life is full of foma (lies),
you think you're better
you think you're above
everyone
but look at you

all

alone

and

Lonely.

you're like the baloonman.
maybe you need someone
to talk to
like she says
or maybe you're as dead
as that beautiful girl
on the porch,
as white as alabaster
with cranberry juice dripping from her mouth.