the photo booth !

YOU make me laugh.
YOU make me cry.
YOU make me feel angry all the bloody time.
YOU make me smile.
YOU make me drink.
YOU make me smoke.
YOU make me say chaotics things.
YOU make me run.
YOU make me stay.
YOU make me eat.
and not eat sometimes.
YOU make me dance.
YOU make me stand stock still.
YOU make me poor.
YOU make me rich.
YOU make me jump.
and fall apart.
But it´s okay,
cause at the end..
the one that jumps after me is you.
And then I smile, and dont run anymore.