bunny in glasses

9

Bye bye, baby blue
I wish you could see the wicked truth
Caught up in a rush. It’s killing you.
Screaming at the sun you blow into.
Curled up in a grip when we were us.
Fingers in a fist like you might run.
I settle for a ghost I never knew.
Superparadise I held on to.
But I settle for a ghost.