skies have been dark hues recently along with my mood.
“this song’s for you if you hate yourself.”
i knew it was for us.
switch up when im feeling like i dont have a place,
drawing on my shoes ruining everything I own.
full of excuses.
we both know i would do it again though.
question marks on my hands
who am i?
it gets dark around 5 or 6 now.
damn you, time change!
someone called me self-righteous,
i doubt it.
you open me up.
mad at the world,
but more at the stupid bus ride here.
the penny we saw at the bottom of the fountain last week was low;
i’ve been feeling lower
i miss my friends as soon as they leave;
when i need you most, i don’t want you at all.
i lock myself in the car until i no longer look like
my own shit show!