jibberish

'you're an IDIOT man, an IDIOT. if i could take you out of yourself and slap you around you just might get it! get ittttt! the sun was striking and shining at us across from the mildew of the city. the sun was stripping our only hopes in hopes! of getting something out of the morning. you wake up to do things, well i wake up to look. you go to sleep alone and i'd rather nothing else. i will scratch your ribs just enough to make you notice and then i will cut you up until you're weeping in my arms. run some coins all through my fingers and cross out these bills to stain my eyyyyyyyyeeees! i forgot the colour of your skin and all i remember is your blue veins running under the surface of your scars. armoured cats and kitchen floors and hey did you hate May as much as you said you always do? you would. was this year any different? did i even make an impact on your intact view of these people? i got thrown thrown thrown away just like the trash! i see the same places from day to day just like you move the same parts to get her off. my slang will only collide with your tongues of disparity. clarity. familiarity. hey MARCH yourself down that winding road and banish yourself into the ocean! your progress will only return to you in favours of the wicked! your hard work will only turn around to oppress you! he yelled and yelled and yelled and yelled until i couldn't help but hate him that much more. i couldn't HELP you unless i wanted to harm you. cat eyes your slits of vision only serve as a guide to the greatest depression of all of these years. knock on the door i will answer only to the heavens. knock on my DOOR and i will search into the night.'