Elucidating Questions

Do you ever look at space and want to scream?

Like one of those deep field pictures that Webb puts out

Just see how many galaxies there are

And scream loud enough for them all to hear

I’m here

We’re doomed

I’m not good enough to be saved from this hell

But I was here

And I thought every song was about me once

And I don’t have a soulmate here

Do you have soulmates?

I don’t know I just want to scream

Tell them everything

Maybe so they can see how wrong society can go