Elucidating Questions

I don’t want to it’s mine it’s mine the joy he brought me.

I threw him in the hole and he came out on the radio where he should be

And I miss him and every day he’s missing I notice it and I just want to hear him because it doesn’t matter what he says I always get that

Rush of something

I don’t know what and I’m afraid to say what but I don’t want to give the rest of it up the strange fleeting nothings melting into something

And I don’t want to anymore as soon as I realise it’s someone alive

I want them to go away so don’t
They think I can trust fate

Hah

As if I could.

Maybe I found something else I don’t want

Maybe I just hate the sound of it taunting me

Always taunting me

But I don’t want fate anymore

All it led me to was pain and I’d rather be dead than where I am right now and I wish I’d been gone a long time ago

I don’t want it

I’ll throw it away like everything else

So weird

Too bad I don’t fucking care anymore.