Missing: One Title

couldnt think of a title and i cant remember waht i was gonna say now.
what was it? damn, what was it?
uhhh . . .
nevermind.
wait no . . .
no, nevermind, lost it again.
wow, what is this? this is stupid . . . thats what this is.
stupid.
wait, is this a poem?
god, i hope not. im not poetic.

how bout this, soince im not poetic, ill write some things that are. sound good? kay, here we go . . .

*When the light comes on this whole place gets ugly, but when theyre out, strangers fall in love.*

*Its giving me a headache.. my brain is just a mistake. my heads on fire.*

*dont you leave me now, dont you even fuckin think it. im dead somehow, but somehow im still breathing.*

*k-i-c-k-a-s-s! thats the way we spell success!*

*shes in it for the oney, you know love dont cost thing, build your heart a diamond and it dont need no ring.*

* she is the trick of my trade, she is the thing that cant be made, she is gold and nothing less, she is fearless.*

*its times like this you just close your eyes and kiss cause everything after this is just bullshit*

*better now than never, better loud than clever*

*the word 'here' is normal. the word 'here' is the extreme somewhere else*

*i squish dead fish between my toes, try not to step on any bones.*

*it reminds me how uniform your beautiful is*

*something better to disarm, you were in the bathroom far too long, now look at you go*

*im a window, youre just the rain, come break in.*

*sit on your hands its the national anthem, it sounds alot like shit*

*get up and go, lead your life outside the life you know!*

*five fingers, one of them letsw you know*

all credit to a very talented matthew good, for writing or covering the lyrics above . . .
also, in his own words, 'the only really bad thing about being an artist is having a record of your own idiocy. and thousands of other people have it too. youd think it wouldnt be that bad. its much worse."
ahaha, i love him. i wish i could see him. if you know him, you n=know he had a break or someting last year, so now hes off the road :'(
dear god i need to go to bed . . .
thanks for wasting your time and making me fell like this was worth writing, lol
:) Madison
ps-im not awake, only kinda, so pardon the typos

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