and so I sit here in my comfy chair
the smell of censored reality on my breath
who says I can't laugh away the pain?
just that one little piece of me
able to see that one little piece of you
that will always be waiting, pleading, confused
I can't bear to swim
in the sea of endless impossibilities
hidden behind your eyes
not while I'm in my comfy chair
ignorant in my fragile contentment
so please, ask no more of me
and I would be happy to erase you
in a prolonged chemical spill
