Words made (Non)Sense

I am taking over what I said when words were only supposed to be meant in front of an empty mirror.

I am saying hello for the darkness, while my image goes round my fitness

The whole world wrapped up in plastic making me feel so drastic, going down on my sorries for being someone else rather than some strawberries.

Sweet sorrows, I am hollow with my past, wasting memories with morning cereals. Biting some pills of birth control, so full of aborted ideas!

I pack my food ingridients for a sad pie back in my childhood looking at old people passing by in front of the yard. I bite my past and spit it on my feet, saying hi to my end!