Milpool

Heartwell

Milpool by Heartwell
I can’t imagine how we’re built inside 
I imagine someone else’s heart and mine
Exchanging glances through my ribs and skin
Making apparent decisions while sitting still
Making excuses to contain my point of view
When was the last time you felt anything?
Being an escapist is the best way to get through to you
Following you, honestly, from year to year
And town to town in some ironic battle 
No matter where we are or how few times I see you 
It’s never nice to see you around