These days I read too fast for my brain,
while I marry these things that don't fit,
and open things too fast,

and all of the sudden-

those phrases and shorthands that I...
made a romance with
are just like the ones that I ******* HATE
that make me want to
SCREAM MY ******* LUNGS OUT UNTIL THEY RUN DRY.

And I'm afraid that I'm just like the rest
working in cycles
It's just taken me this long to make

one

little

rotation.

As much as I hate to admit it
I'm dreaming
I wonder how I got here and I wonder what will wake me.

Which will make it worse?

Sometimes sounds will shake me up a little
stir some of that dust that never needed to settle.
Scrape off some of that ash that piles on the sides
and even churn some of that thick...
When does our modern era begin?
When you're young was it 14 months ago?
  When you're old was it in the 90s?
   When you want to wake up, can you?
    When in doubt, wake up
     Still in doubt
Sometime between now
and then'