Brother in a Fishbowl
Don’t be shy now. You can come closer. Unsettling I know, your pet beta fish chatting you up. But time’s money.
You need something? Your water, does it need changing?
When you live in a fishbowl, ain’t no such thing as change. My entire life’s been spent in this thing, my whole world’s on your side table. I look around. Same sh*t, different day. The lighting, the furniture, even the sounds. Always the same. I’m on a loop. And it won’t stop unless my life does. I’m exhausted with this world.
What can I do? I wanna help.
I think it’s pretty obvious. There’s really only one thing you can do for a brother in a fish bowl.
What is it?
Move him to a god damn window!
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