sitting here
with a knife in my mouth
sucking off the sticky apple juice on it
from the apple i just ate
wondering
do people actually like me?
do they really care?
what if this knife slipped and i died?
how many people would cry
i am not sure, as no one ever can be
waiting for a sign
then i hear my concence
it says take that knife out of your mouth
or else you'll find out how many people will come t your funeral
then i took it out, and went to get a drink, walking into the door
good thing i took it out of my mouth!