WASTEBIN

I'm going to have to jail you in the wasteful teacher said

That's not what they promised me back home

Home is far far away

I hurt

From the cramped wasteful

Well that's too bad you are trash stay with trash

But I'm a human being

A human being

No you are in the wastebin jailed in the wastebin.

No. I will rise up.

You may try.

Maybe I will

It's not such a bad jail

Then what is the punishment

Can't cage a free mind can't cage a madman

La da da du Fi for future

Reference don't call me trash because I'd hardly believe you

I think we're going mad

That's entirely possible bc I'm a specialist in bottling emotions until they ferment into liquid fire

I have to stop with the drug references I’m an expert in hurting myself in the heart of darkness a heart of crazed behavior

I smell disaster.  Handle it well

Well how can I what is thousand things to be said I don't have any of them with me. Maybe it's best if I just wait

I always wait and waste my life waiting. I've only ever broken shadows and dreams

For every thousand words of nonsense you get three of wisdom

I need to know I am real

Tell me you believe

Tell me you can feel me beneath your icy fingers that I exist

I think spewing out thoughts is probably bad for my composure but I need to save that for the morning what if it

Is cold

Then I move on again.

I want to know what's happening don't jail me in the wastebin.  Do you know how sad it is to wait for a question that never comes.  I should sleep