2.

time stops everytime i think about it,
and everyone freezes in place.
no one changes, no one grows old,
and it makes everything harder than I

want it to be.
but i can't help that i have demons,
everyone does, everyone should,
or maybe, should not?
perfection or choice? that's all you want

out of life, right?
but to choose perfection defeats the purpose,
whether or not the purpose wants to
be defeated. a choice should be easy to make,
even if it's a hard situation.
right, wrong. left, right, choose!
IT'S NOT THAT HARD,
but the only way out seems to be up,
and i don't seem to have any more
balloons left, so i guess up or out

is out of the question,
right?

right?