Why must I make unicorns out of emotions?
For you to bail and leave the jailed to his hatred
Why must I say the perfect exhausted thing?
So you can switch page, sing!
This isn’t the creep with the jeep
That I left emotionally dead
Whispering cravings for a friendly
Dream, sleeping, left alone with
Jailed thoughts of made it free
Jealousy is yanking the cord out
Of a head yanked by me
A state on my tongue
Pyramid leads to greed
But so I go making jealous
Whispers pony out of smashed
Nothing dribble screw me