Kill

sun’s out, campus is locked, we’re like

cicadas, our skin peeling off, all starved and

screeching, the last 13 years down the drain

i said i’d write you, but fuck i forgot,

used to be pretty, now who is that oh my god

i need a name change, a reason to write it all off

i love you, but it’s starting to sting

it waits in the wings, it kills everything

i’ll bike back up the hill to andrews and you won’t know

where ive been, you said relax and rest your eyes and try

to take it in

now there’s a rally, it’s a dramatic scene, i float above me

watch myself turn 19, sorry for yelling

i couldn’t sit through the whole thing