Something that yet again has no batteries

we're all hypocrits, I just happen to also murder.

Airplane sounds:
Like an Encouraging whisper in my neck
During my pathetic rant for pseudo-independence.
"This is me,
Try to stop me, uncage me if you dare" -I'd say.
(retarded moron)
Airplanes would come and go
Like every night.

Fly by my window in my A-frame room
I was always waiting for those flashing lights

Getting high off those 20 seconds-- time to break the mediocrity of shelf life as we know it-- tearing apart those heavyset rules

for only 20 seconds.

It was enough;

Every night they'd come,

They'd come such feral cats promising more.