A call to a sleeping
giant, please answer
I've screamed so many times

my chords fade but
not my mind
open your eyes

spaceless constant mess
nothing is alright
I know why you struggle

warrior dreams every night
only solace handed to you by
white coats with blue pens

take my peace of mind

I remember the first time
we sang:
"Mary! There is no hope for us!"
with eyes and fingers locked
and though there probably isn't
I had hoped you
got the joke too.
I want Super Saiyan abilities
Against Me!

You've inspired me to go put that record on right now so that qualifies this piece as 10/10.

"Art is always and everywhere the secret confession, and at the same time the immortal movement of its time."