I don’t know what his name is.
I don’t know where he’s going.
He’s the boy looking for a good way to die.
Because he didn’t know how or why he wanted to find himself.
And it took a moment to learn that he was never wrong. But he was never right.
And still he can’t recall the day he found his insides. So, he’ll just write.
We all know that it’s how he stayed alive.
I don’t know what his name is.
I don’t know where he’s going.
He’s the boy looking for the best way to die.
He never meant to dethrone god.
