What the Fuck is Even Going On?

Hey! This is a love poem right here.

You better recognize and understand this shit.

How many times have you been in love?

How many times have you been able

to prove or disprove this emotional theory?

How many people have already done that for you?

When will this drunken carrousel stop?

You and I are both holding the reigns.

Do we take control

or just see what happens?

If we crash, will you land on top of me?