I thought that you were driving. but you've given me the wheel. There's rain clouds out there. that you don't wanna feel. Your anger's like a razor blade. it's just to bloody real. I thought that you would be here. Now I just don't get it. And I also feel things more than I should. I don't relax very often as often as I could. I worry how the whole thing looks. it doesn't look good. But I thought that you would be here. No I just don't get it. And being clear gets too much for me. just like it does for you. And even though I want to I want to. I don't. I don't feel like calming down. No I don't. I don't feel like hiding out. So I won't. I can't turn the volume down. So I sit here in this chaos and piss. Watching the storm passing. Storms are beautiful. Right here it's beautiful. I came all this way to be with you. and you are already gone. If I was a good friend I could write this wrong. I'd kick away your crutches and make you walk on your own. I'd really thought you'd be here. I just don't get it. Though it looks warm in the rabbit hole. I could go down with you. And even though I want to I want to. I won't. I don't feel like calming down. No I don't. I don't feel like hiding out. So I won't. I can't turn this volume down. So I sit here in this chaos and piss. Watching the storm passing. It's beautiful. I'm a willow tree and you can't blow me over. And my roots go deep in anger and I wanna feel the wind. As it whips like a prisoner. I wanna be here. I wanna be here. I don't feel like calming down. No I don't. I don't feel like hiding out. So I won't. I can't turn the volume down. So I sit here in this chaos and piss. Watching the storm passing. Storms are beautiful. This life is beautiful. It is