The Dangers Of Midnight Tripping Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

someone i've found along the way,
has taught me to hate the tastes of plain
has taught me to lust the walls of pain
and showed the black and white of gray.

someone hidden in a newspaper clipping,
has shown me the complications of being pure
has shown me the perils of feeling secure,
and taught me the dangers of midnight tripping.

someone i've met over a late night snack
has taught me to hate those who've hung the moon
has taught me lust those who've started too soon,
and showed the problems with looking back.

someone codependent on narcotic medication
has shown me the humor in other peoples distress,
has shown me the stain that ruined my dress,
and has taught me the true value of imitation.

but i guess you had to be there to truly be a fake.