Dream
Daydream, fantasize, woolgather, Muse...

Miss Maggie was a filthy one she didn't clean her...
Every where she went there was a dropping of a...

The trees are the homes of the birds and the bees
While we're the homes of the fungi and disease...

Tremendously adorable in each and every way.
Eroding away the boredom we have each day...

It's that time.
That time again...

Nothing seems to matter
And no one seems to care...

This Christmas isn't about the greater good,
nor about why it is often misunderstood...

The color of my happiness
Is the color of my blood...

And it stopped
And nothing's funny anymore...

Happy birthday depressed
Take another pill...

Why look sad in photographs
When it's just another form...

Things hurt
Then you cry...