chapstick (Patreon)

The world is ending and I can’t find my chapstick

A lifetime of swimming upstream has made me too tired to look for it

My lips will just stay chapped

Nothing surprises me anymore

I hate that about myself

I can’t stay mad because I understand

It makes me seem weak

But a lifetime of thrashing upstream has made me strong

In all the wrong ways

Let’s play a game

You give me your worst

I’ll find the beauty

Daddy’s little bleeding heart princess

When the world finally ends I’ll come back as someone different

Someone with more than one chapstick