"can i get two scratches for my homeboy jesus?"

im choking on these beads, and no one is helping me survive.
people are paper cutting me with this deck of cards, but no one is giving me a band aid.
these fools are screaming in my ears, and no one will get me a fucking hearing aid.
we're playing bloody knuckles, and my blood is dripping everywhere.
it's thick, red, and you can see my over sized blood cells.
noise is everything, but you don't need it.
we can turn off the noise anytime we want.
people don't realize how nice silence is, they just never want to hear it.
people never notice the SIMPLE things in life, but i notice them everyday.
they make me want to wake up the morning.
everything i love is simplistic.
and colorific.
and fantabulous, and i love it.

so while i'm choking on these beads
getting paper cuts with a deck of cards
while people are screaming in my ears.

just remember that i enjoy it.
and i'm only being the simplistic girl that walks down the street,
walks when there's a stop sign, and goes when there's a red light.

just know that i'll only speed up, and never slow down.
i'll never fall below this level.
i've exceeded completely, and no one is stopping me now.