I’ll take a look into the mirror.
See a striking resemblance to fear.
I’m not sure that I’m liking what I’m seeing here, my dear.
Overnight my thoughts start to erase themselves.
I started to do it myself
but this spine is unbroken
our ending’s unopened.
So ask how it’s going.
For the hundredth time I’m fine.
Call me Mr. Feel-Alright.
Captain Fucking Glee.
The boy you wanted to meet?