I wish it was dark out now
It’s 5pm
Oh
I wish it was winter
I wish I could find a comforting place to lie in the sun and not end up the colour of a lobster
No, no metaphors
I am that colour
Run from the sun hide from the sun
The summer has come I must remain out of sight like a vampire in real life
And I do not drink from humans
So far from where I started
So far from what I wanted
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