Please take that away
I can only see blurry days and nights
Where everything repeats and things just look like dominos
Where things have no up or down
Where things have no character
They're just things
Objects
They have no features, just a hollow shell
Just high definition paintings with shape
My hands are balloons and mirrors just feels like canvasses
My mind is jumping and I'm not linear
I'm not here
When a ballon is cut, it explodes
I wonder if I will too
Please take the knife away
