Life's feeling like crochet
Adopting a hook and a peice of string
Looping through and through again
Almost anything could be made

"Yes like that, that's perfect"
But my piece was fitful, taut all wrong
I came on too strong
And then our conection frayed just like my thread
Of different tightnesses
And types, and heights, and sadnesses
Kind of like the frequency of sanity I feel inside this is
Stress, jealously, bewilderment
Like the nerves crossing inbetween tissue in my frontal lobe, oh how I love to lothe
Looping through and through again
I feel pain in my brain
It looked like a mummified mistake
And she saw it too, if only she saw my...