my music's blasting way too loud, my earphones are throbbing along with the bass, my head's just bobbing madly; i'm getting a headache and i'm going deaf but it's not like you'd stop me.

i'm walking down the streets barefooted, i'm headed across the road by the sides, i'm not looking before i cross; it's like courting death and dancing with the flames of hell but it's not like you'd stop me.

my computer's been on way too long, the electricity bill is riding on the high, my eyes are watering from the glare; i'm becoming a mindless human and i'm going blind but it's not like you'd stop me.

i'm headed for the amusement park, i'm strolling to the heart of the attraction, i'm making up my mind to take the bungee drop; it will be anything but amusing, it will be anything but pain because when you dropped my hearts from heights higher than that, i had already died.

i'm hanging out by the ride, i'm looking at people scream, i'm watching them laugh and enjoy themselves; it will be the last time they get to ride this before i get on it.

they tell me to come back after lunch; i tell them i want it now. they shrug; i laugh.
but they let me on.

it's not like you'd stop them. it's not like you'd stop me anyway.
it's not like you c a r e d enough to stop me.

it's too late.


i'm strapping the seat belt in (but i don't need them), i'm smiling at the staff, waving at them (but this is actually farewell), i'm looking straight up towards the sky with tears (this is it). and i feel the ride launch us up into the air, just me and the plastic seats, stop in mid air... there's a snap and the rush of cold air all around me before i meet the ground with wings wide open.