Shock is like becoming a dartboard.
And then learning for the first time
that people have really good aim.
And sometimes, looking up
Only makes me realize how far we’ve fallen.
That look in your eyes
really terrifies me.
I’m not used to handling
this except from a mirror.
it’s kinda crazy.
You don’t say?
Do our expressions limit expression?
Would I rather slide into cliché?
I say I like the colors that don’t have names
You say that every color
has a name.