interstatic, take a left.

"i don't know what i'm doing."
"with what?"
"with this, i just, i don't what i'm doing."
"what do you mean?"

i know now, i do; and it has a great deal to do with all of you. i'm stuck, and the ability to be reconstructed only creates millions of abscesses. i can't be what i see of me, when everyone around me can't even glimpse it. that's good, that's amazing, that's changeable.
instability, why do you continue to surround me?
i
would
love
this
to
surpass.
i
would
love
this
to
satisfy.