that one, the homo sapien who ruins everything

benches in empty parks dried meat deodorant orphans in institutions my grandparents me you the unbearable amount of beauty the world feeds me and i have nothing to offer lizards dinosaurs sheets of paper how much of my dreams are not coming true and my being able to live with it i’m ashamed i’m sorry i don’t know and you you you you always make things look bad you always make people look bad and i know why i know why because i’m aware of how you think and how you think only revolves around you and you don’t want to make people happy remote controls alcohol cheese cigarettes birthday cards grassy places i don’t know are we there yet?