Wasted Words

A predictable ingenue.
Blow more balloons.
Getting sugar-high.
And go up in the sky.

For one time too much,
Do you still gullibly think,
That you'll enjoy the ride?
When deep down, you know,
Your head's tangled
In a fluttering suicide rope.

Tsk. Such a fool.


*Thx, Sind, for the balloon suicide inspiration x)