Untitled XVIII.
Life is scary
When you're all alone
People avoid you
Like some kind of doomsday virus
Well, in a sense, you are
Your feelings
And ideas
Are spreading like a disease
That there is no cure for
And people
Are naturaly
Paranoid
Of Change
So they stay away
From you
Where do they go?
To others, of course
Why?
Beacuse, their type of disease is quarentined