Just like the smoke out my window
I blow you out with my breath
trying to give you away to the wind
but there you are moving inside me, a bubble of vacuum, with a surface of acid..
why are you there?
hurting like a demon I never knew..

Doctor, doctor, are you there?
Cut it out of me, and throw it away..

Cartoons everywhere!
I love my room!
:)

Dedicated to.. quite a number of idiots.. Love you! :)