late at night cloudy white will creep over my old house
and the chair where I once sat
someone new is there and he'll stare at that wall
and we're all parts of an alphabet
we spell new words in new spots we're at
and the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark
when you feel like a jerk does it make you confused
like how could you become as awesome as you are
and still feel like a loser
when you feel ugly and petty
awkward and unsteady
just try not to forget there's so many people who've liked you
and I hope that the art school enjoys your big drawing of ruin
we've all g...