falling stars

it's personal, intimate, and close half intrigued half disgusted can't get away but can't stand it anymore tired and bored special, precious baby boy i wonder i wish he's a dreamer and my head is in the clouds decaf pretending to be caf fucking up our heads and tummies i bail and try my hardest to fix it it plops falls and gets scraped up into the trash! contaminated done twenty times to get the two second scene millions of dollars spent baby girl is all grown up damn really? i guess i understand but black hearts and black lights all the same in the underground put it on repeat is it bad? twisted connections so strange with her brother his cousin her grandmother typical arrangement big deals and extravagant beings divine pretzels curious fingers and hot cheeks bright eyes for the closed minds modern love she loves him he loves video games i love m's that's our youth and our electric generation of non-contributing oh i get it it's because of the show what if what if i only wish