I'm sorry

Two words I always think after you've gone when I realize I was acting all wrong. So selfish. Two words that could describe actions of mine when patience is in short supply. We don't need to say goodbye. We don't need to fight and cry. We could hold each other tight tonight. We're so helpless. We're slaves to our impulses. We're afraid of our emotions &no one knows where the shore is. We're divided by the ocean &the only thing I know is that the answer isn't for us. No the answer isn't for us.

Car real big house real big

Hair real big.

'I think I'm dying'

I think I'm dead"