When was the last time you wished everyone would disappear so you would stop hiding?
What is your dark secret? So dark chocolate switched over to milk.
How low can you go?
How long can you run?
How high can you jump?
How deep can you dive?
How shallow will it all surface to?
I think one night, i will just spill.
Just for old time sake.
I think i need a needle and thread to sew my thoughts,
I need glue or staples, to hold them together,
and definitely, paper, to jot them down,
a ruler, to align them,
and a stripper,
to complete the cycle of recycling.
