Akula

so soon does every word that you say

become the breath of my day

that I breathe like a ghost

and without a daytime to live

with the infrequence you give

i'm like noise in the street

'cause we were a kind of fractured parade

with all the noise and the fray

but no definite way

you once said i was something to keep

that i was a mess that looked neat

now i'm not even that

i broke apart because

there was no place to start with

with you

but it's alright

cause it's all wrong

so you won't have

to stay that long

with what we had

how could you miss

what you need

is none of this