What is coincidence?
Thin line getting thinner till nobody remembers who drew it in the first place
And unlike art rules never reveal their creators, a mystery vague enough to transcend time itself.
It's not human,
Nobody can draw lines so damn straight.
Left and right change depending on where you stand.
Everyone's out of touch... we're expected to act too much like people. I can't pretend I'm the only one who wants to run through the streets grunting. Don't make me bare my teeth. Let loose, show your face. Night is always profound. Show me how you've been distracting yourself for the past 16 years.