Sun in an empty room.
Starfish with it’s arms out in a daze
Staring at the stars
Through an ocean haze
Was I one you wished upon?
Burned out like a lightbulb
When you turned me on
Anonymous: How many children would you be willing to have
Honestly, I’ll take what I can get. I have a feeling I won’t end up having any of my own.
And if you’re the last one left
This is my request
Could you just shut off the lights