the light one.

i'm feeling vulnerable at best,
a little shy and unimpressed.
without the common matching factor,
nobody gets my humour.

what seems hilarious to me,
is thick with sarcasm you see.
'cause i am wonderful, and perfect,
and nobody else is like this.

I am the poison underneath,
the oil spill in your spotless sea.
i am the synonym of everything.
i am impossible and i'm a little stressed out for myself,
truth be told, it happens way too much to be good for myself.

glass splinters, glossy magazines,
expensive coffee, cheap machines.
a backwards slight division, and chance
of open understanding.

i make no sense after a while.

I am the poison underneath,
the oil spill in your spotless sea.
i am the synonym of everything.
i am impossible and i'm a little stressed out for myself,
truth be told, it happens way too much to be good for myself.
i might need help.