One day you'll see

One day you'll see One day I will remember the right words and they will follow me One day all the right words will pour and spill out of me And in that moment I'll sit slit seat, with it in me, and within without of me, I cant control the better part of me, I can't make it return, there's something good, but that good is only a ghost inside of me. I'm stitching all of my seams, but nothing is quite what it means, I filled with fluff and and hollow nothing, whatever good remains inside of me, I've stood at the footsteps of angels across the garbage scene, I've come stuffed full fluff One day you'll be so proud to be caught up in my reality