Wish The World Away

Today I wish the world away

From inside my flat

And almost made an Instagram account

For my cat

I want to dance and strut

I want to pretend

That this week-old Pizza Hut

Is not my oldest friend

But you know

That the sky is falling down

In six months

We'll all live underground

And I think that's where I'll thrive

I've been training all my life

Assuming I'm still alive

And there's at least a decent Wi-Fi connection

All this teenage misery

Except I'm almost 23

But I complain and whine

Only like half the time

Yeah, things are sort of fine

Now that you are mine