Walking so close to the eage that one strong wind can send me spinning like a pice of paper in the air my monster colored in red on the sidewalk in a world long since dead where my exists was so yesterday they just keep walking in my red stan my last gift to this world I understand I'm one in 7millon but here's the thing I really don't care anymore now your just one less they'll make millions of me all copys some wish they could fly I wish gravity would take me down and just keep me there but it won't I get up everyday so she's not alone so I can love her but doesn't she see just how close I've come?
