smallpools
fall from my head
through my subconciousness
but i'm just a host
i'm just a conduit
what's the reason
you sought me out
sought-ought me out
forced to please them
forced to be what they talk about
talk-alk
about
don't you leave me alone
don't you let go
string in my hands
tethered to faceless friends
so i can't be blamed
for anything i've just said
what's the reason you scope me out
scope-ope
me out
i can feel it
feel the cold stare
through a crosshair
up on the mezzanine
and when my warm blood
hits the cold air
i can feel a flash on my good side
no story time