"I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else."
Vladimir Nabokov (via noxastra)
I thought I’d grow out my hair
to see if you noticed,
and I’d start dressing nice
to make you believe that I’m alright.
I’d start playing sports
to be more like my brother
and my dad might be proud for once in his life.
Or maybe I’ll drink myself to sleep
because that’s what I’m used to,
and when I wake up
I’ll feel brand new.
I’ll start tanning my skin
to feel more like my mother,
because I am a ghost in size small clothes
and I guess I could use some color.
Maybe I’ll smile, just like my ex-girlfriends.
Because they can feel love,
but I can feel anything.
So I thought I’d write you this song
so you could get noticed.
You could sing it along with your friends,
in the back of their Mercedes-Benz
and me and my Volvo will be fine,
and maybe i’ll close my eyes to feel more like myself.