mourning

i'm mourning the fact that I can't keep a spring i would love the sound of myself when i sing there's this feeling
it's like everything
i miss myself because i can't do that
not when i'm not when
i'm taffy in a candy shop pizza dough whatever you want
there's oobleck in my mind
i think i'm moving too fast
do you not think i've been quiet lately
it's because i'm getting the feeling
that one it's like-
god, it's just dizzying
all wrong, everything