My eyes hurt sometimes,
It makes my head hurt sometimes,
Forgetting to turn off my sharingan sometimes,
Leaving my third eye open sometimes,
I see what I want, should and not,
Vivid dreams of what the future,
Future entails in such strict details,
The enthralls of fun and fantasy,
The inebriety of laughter,
The expectation of happy and positive lives,
Yet still sometimes....
Details of cold blood with such sour notes,
Characteristics of a body with sinister undertones,
The pulmonary only. The aorta you need,
The heart comprises both with specific needs.
Your gasping kid, you're in the wrong vein,
Stop looking for cicadas in this Vena cava.