I wanna either live
in the city—
somewhere dense with people
and lots of noise
or in seclusion—
somewhere where two creeks meet
and I exist in the middle
I wanna be better
with bad days,
because they happen,
they sting and itch
like an annoying bug bite,
compounded by the fact
that you watch yourself
and tell this person to stop
peace of mind,
and a little bit of downtime
I want fame to change me,
I want the option to exist
in a better simulation than this
but I don't need a billion bucks;
all I want is enough money
to say fuck off when I need to.