He Is For Helium

No stranger is this heart of helium Inert in its silent self-destruction Each word I speak is marked with an asterisk: Devalued by years of backwards investment I became my own deceiver Letting my mind speak for my heart After much misguided infatuation: I had indulged my heart to the point of starvation My brain is filled with strangers' definitions With conceited aspirations, adrift towards despair I'm grounded in disguises to hide my resentment But, I could never run from my hippo campus...