musings of a flighty teenager

singularity

heads or tails?
im on the edge
rolling at warp speed
against the plastic
gravity wells at the mall
a sign overhead reads
"charity! please donate!"
so here i am, spinning
what am i worth
if im not helping?
it seems endless, this well
but i'm moving
ever closer
to this event horizon
from which there is
no escape
lost to the world
lost to yourself
stuck in a box
trying to help