i don't know where this piece is going
and finally my mind is slowing
wish i could take snapshots in my head
to remember all the things i could have said
could have done, could have been
but instead i can only lay in bed
pour out my thoughts to someone who doesn't exist
make some gay retarded list
about goals i won't meet and shit i won't do
and through all this you have no fucking clue
theres pills that fix this in a moment
with a swallow, a glass of water,
how are people so care free?
when i have all this screaming inside of me.
