im not done
thinking yet
theres something deep inside my chest
that i can’t touch
and i can’t get
but i can feel it make a mess
hello dreams
i’d like to phone in
5 more mgs of melatonin
i wish it wasn’t all so damn boring
spit
loves me loves me not
loves me loves me not
surely not
oh! what a nice surprise
sickly sweet and rotten too!
bags and dead beneath my eyes
flies are buzzing round the room!
ive been feeling fine this week
no notes to a diary
it all comes by in clips and phrases
glory days to empty praises
glorious monotony
what you get is what you see
its broken into little sounds
nothing that’s worth writing down
and i cant seem to understand
life might have some other plans
its hard to keep up with demand
its burning through my mind
and i cant help but think about
what i can do to figure out
how to make this moment count
its burning through my mind
i cant tell which way is down
but i feel like falling with the way things have been
which way am i moving around
gravity’s expression, more suggestion akin
its hard to tell when everything’s the same in all directions
my cerebellum’s perception is losing its connections
is this perfection?
Who do I turn to at a time like this
Make up new numbers and call the list
Empty tones and weirdos
Empty thoughts and needles
Hotlines or flatlines
Straight lines to headlines
I need you to break me out
Heard you got upset
At some words nobody said
Was it that nobody said them
Or are you losing your mind?
Heard you got no rest
Did you stay up in your bed?
Get your dream dose in your head?
Are you feeling alright?
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