swallowing why I’m gonna wash you off my karma. You and your baby’s mamma. And the next time you ask if I wanna, I’ll smile and say “Nice to have known ya.” Because your bullshit lies come super-sized with sides of fries - I began to understand that the tears were not my cries. But your disguise left me none wise while you sat in silence and I talked to the sky. Thriving goodbye. Swallowing why.