L U R K I N G
Written by: Ash Catcher
You make me feel both relieved and anxious
How do you do that? Balance all that precariousness?
Twice bent over I am not sure if it's a panic attack or my spleen.
But for being the sovereign of equilibrium you can sure scream.
Dissolved all boarders, fuck your latitude lines.
I would throw it all against the wall say fuck it let's climb the tower.
Planted firmly in the grown, celestial radiates through you, and lifts me up.
Hoping I don't fall over myself, empty out of all my give a fuck cups.
You may think you're at the bottom
But just keep in mind you're still someone's top.
And in the grand scheme of things what does it matter anyway?
Just stop giving a fuck.
It's all in my head, I feel like I am allergic to most people's thoughts.
King of all pain, clavicles exposed, I think nought.
Twisting and turning, this piece has been revised too many times.
Feeling every bit my age, been picked apart clean, now I give off Vine vibes.
I can't even identity as confused anymore.
I am too tired, nothing feels like they used too much time alone.
But I got this love hate relationship with you and my phone.
Give the kids cameras and they'll tell on themselves we have been owned by the unknown.
Lurking "outside" or maybe in the trees
I feel like I have been just unhooked from a machine.
In my back pocket always, probably allergic to bees and the nuts of three.
There the fuck you are, with your dumb dot of green.
When you live stream your tower moments
I am the first to watch you decay in real time.
It's kinda poetic interactive inactivity.
Beyond survival at this point it's all about objectivity.
Relevancy is that of the mind.
I'll give you a cheat code that will help you save time.
Nobody is coming for you, they all do not care.
You are here for entertainment purposes only you are the static in the air.
That raises peoples vibrations, no matter what you see.
Too much reality for one day time to disconnect and watch some DVDs.
The place of safety, I plan to milk all the money I pay for rent.
I feel that feeling you're feeling every day, the fall of disparity and decent.