The hat is on the table

There is blood upon it

What do I see in the blood?

I can't see this

No

It has too many fragments of red

As if like a laboratory experiment

And you may say many things

You have said enough

I don't know what's being said

Tired of trying to connect these dots

Sick of how slick the internet is

And we think we are being honest

But that Is not exactly true

It is not so bloody really

Just shows LOVE

And stupidity

But love is what I'm counting on

Don't need those medal blues

All I need is you.