I am the Kid A. I live in a house of cards. I shape myself into your pocket.
To me, two and two always make a five.
My biggest fear is a wolf at the door.
My best friend is a creep.
My favorite toy is a Paranoid Android.
My father works in the Karma Police Department.
My mother gives me no surprises at all. She is dead. Her tombstone is surrounded by fake plastic trees.
I take a look through my window and I see the yuppies networking (like they always do).
My psychologist is mad at me. He always tells me to stop whispering.
My granny is mad at me, too. She always tell me to go slowly, 'cause I act like I'm on a hurry.
I might be wrong. About how I think my life is: everything in its right place. Maybe, just like pop is dead, I am.