I try   I lie   Someone's sphincter in my eye   Kick it with that rebel cat and   I want it to be that I'm feeling slightly down   I'm looking up from the ground   While confusion strains my mind   I contemplate this time   Thinking about a future   Hemming it with a suture   Dog shitting on the sign could the head below be   mine   Remember the palms   Orange drive is where these palms lie   Making me sick   Making me want to get high under the palms