There is still a big part of me
that does not want to exist
It's not like I want to die
Well only in the normal way
that everyone wants to die a little.
It's just that things are so big.
The sky goes on forever.
I want both to disappear and someone to hold me together
I need more skin,
I would like to live inside a water tower.
Can god see me through the skyscrapers.
Can he see me on the Bowery
Can he come and
Help me.