works doesn't it or SOME BULLSHIT ABOUT FLOWERS

CAN’T YOU DO SOMETHING
what
HAPPY FOR A CHANGE
what i'm busy
I AM SICK OF THAT PATRONIZING
PHILOSOPHY AND DEPRESSING
BULLSHIT
(goddamn) all right sandy
fine

let’s see here
so there were these flowers
right
RIGHT
and they were so beautiful
that no one was allowed to
pick them and they faded
away

AND
well that works doesn’t it
WHAT A TERRIBLE STORY
WHAT IS HAPPY ABOUT
loss
LOSS YES

because it’s the perfect foil
it’s so much
more than that
it’s the enigma of it
the frustrating nausea
of inability to pick the petals
and watch them in the wind
as if they are us
and we are outside looking in
and we can’t
not just (LOOK) at it
and say

wow here is misery
(HERE HE GOES AGAIN)
here is where i should fail
when i've lost it all
where hope should crumble
like lungs under ash
so tired of working under
the unnecessary strain where i
should not get back up again

but they kept blooming right
WHAT
the flowers
RIGHT
and so it's all going to be okay
WHAT

HOW IS THAT OKAY
HOW IS THAT HAPPY
(goddamn)
i mean
because
it has to be.