i do not have a place in the world, right now
i do not have the weightlessness of youth, right now
i do not have the fuel of the naive, right now
im not a child, right now
im pushing
im trying
grinding my teeth
but i do not hold anything, right now
i can show you how i spend my time
empty bottles of water and wodka
dreams become noble metals
but only i dream of their worth
only i dream that it will work
only i dream that it will connect
am i dreaming too much or not enough
am i feeding the dream
or is the dream feeding on me
will this dream become reality too
will it grow old
or stay fresh
will it learn to breathe
or choke on its own vomit
like the shadow of what could be
she told me everything will be alright
and right now i do not believe her
cause i do not have a place in the world
right now