Never really learned how to navigate my life, I know now that I was the one in control, but still. Correction upon correction I made, afraid of the living and friendly to the dead. It is funny really, how as a child I sat in my room waiting for the sunset, making it a ritual full of superstition. My head said “Fuck you,” While I sat, waiting and waiting, all I could say was, “hey, hey, hey, be nice.” And when the light escaped my room, I was alone again, alone so I could fall out of line, one more night.
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