and,every night

Here I stand uhm I spill invisible roaches of suspects every time. Sometimes humans prove me wrong and sometimes I die. I look at the moon and I blow a kiss to it hoping it would make love to me but I don’t deserve it. Then I look at the stars and ask them if they want to make out with me tonight but they are too busy with each other that they don’t bother to reply and thus I finally fall in arms of darkness which always awaits for me . I lay there naked in vomit of insecurity and cum of sadness whole night and next day I wake up telling people that I had cute dreams.