I Go Out 

I wrapped a rope around my wrist 
Built a box to surround my dreams 
Sadly I left my chromosomes 
Sadder still I regarded my home 

But the days of my way 
See my little things 
As purely as doubt 
So I go out 

I need to say something
Beautiful for once. 
Something I haven't said before
In a letter to someone else. 

I need to find some deeper veins to plunge
Fall apart less often maybe
Or some new way to love. 

{I may be up or downtown}
{I may go in or outside the tent}