Old Airplane Thoughts

Everything is really pretty sometimes
Other days it's harder to see
I'm not always sinking
Though I may pretend

Shouldn't be so surprised
When things turn out worthwhile
Too used to being petrified
My heart's cold and calcified

But that's all I do
Throw my emotions in a corner
Complain about my lack of availability
Smoke the skull from my head
Think about taxes, how I'll never pay them
Think about live
Hope I'll make it past 20
Cause everything's jitters
And everything sucks