I don’t know what’s going on.

I wanna be that rocketeer.

The scars you left for me.

Be my superman, and I’ll be your cat lover for the night.

I hunger for new theme, bring me to the paradise of themes.

When the pathway is not seen, I’m lost.

Dressing up like that, just cool.

Nut nut pow.

Absolute Cool, Not Fool.

I just wanna be the free bird that nobody has seen my vision of my freedom before.

She’s the classy sassy idol I loved.

^A^

I wanna fit the theme.

:’)

Tell me. Maturity is on the line.