Thursday, December 8, 2016

process #23

let me go where i please
try and stop me, i need a lease

gonna stay where i am, try to get a job
your guilt won't stop me, but i love you mom

i'm not trying to manipulate you
but maybe intentions don't matter and i'm shitty - boo.

it's halloween here but you wouldn't know
no one here's in the spirit so i might just go

it could pass by this year without comment
i could let this go without lament

cause how many times have expectations not gone down
how many lives have i lived to get let down

like look at me now, i woke up craving pickles
and after standing in line, i found they were out
but instead of leaving, of getting lunch at sonic
i still ordered because i'm used to doubt

doubt in myself, doubt in the world
constantly let down isn't the word.

i want to believe, to trust in you
but you'll be gone, you'll dip out too.

i can't believe i smiled at him
but he mad cute, i bet he's named tim

i want some ketchup but the zipper's broke
pull my shirt down a lot, i'm feeling woke

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