All stretched out

Like "butter over too much bread"

I believe you said Bilbo Baggins said

(everyone's crazy over LOTR) but

I know what i'm doing at least

That's what i think and i try
To phrase my thoughts as I tell my
Mother about another application form
I am filling out. She complains my shoes
are smelly but that's because i've
been spending too much time in them
in school.

And my feet sweat. Like my heart.
In the dark i think i hear the cockroaches
Whisper about taking over the world and
In the light i try to sleep. When
I saw a laughing girl on the MRT in
(neighbourhood school) uniform i thought
maybe brains didn't make me luckier. I
think i'm going to cry if i see
pimples anywhere else except on someone else's
face and when i fall,
please God, find me.