They pushed you from your cloud.Back.
Bite the ground.
It's been a long time since I've seen a sunset.
Stand and stare upward.
The sun beats down, sucks beads of sweat from your face.
I wonder what it's like to be plastic.
It's your first time but I don't care, I never did.
You'll learn to like it.
Don't they know toxic wastes only make it prettier?
They made a movie about this once.
I don't have an excuse but I think I'll sit here and focus.
They're never around when you need one.