I close my eyes. I make a wish. If they can do it, why can't I?

The clouds look like paint. I spend a day sleeping to get over the previous day spent sleeping.

I'm trying to remember the difference between a rat and a mouse.

If they can do it, why can't I?

I get lunch.

I wonder which of the people I see are lonelier than me, and which just walk funny.

I did none of what I said I'd do yesterday today, but I will tomorrow.

I apologise. The war changed me. I try to be better than good, worse than bad. I say it is for you.

I look at clouds that look like paint, and a firework goes off inside my head.

You gave me that book. I never read it. I should have listened to you instead.

I should have just listened to what you said.

You don't know how lucky I got. Like nobody was watching, and in a way, nobody was.

Sometimes it feels like everything is going wrong, and we are running out of time.

I had no say in it at all. I say things. People hurt me.

I just wish more of them were true.

It's funny how someone you've only met twice can stay with you.

I see the same things you do.

It's crazy what they made us do.

It's just that for the longest time, I didn't know you could choose.

I close my eyes and make a wish.

If they can do it, why can't I?

I've been looking for something that was looking for me all along.

I've been going and getting, and I've got no change on me.

This morning, a huge bee tried to come in my room, as big as two normal bees, and it smells like they're cutting down trees, because they're cutting down trees.

I close my eyes and make a wish.

Today is not yesterday, and heaven is like every day, and I'll never want to leave, and I'll always want to stay.