Life is weird.
And I am numb
Our days are numbered
but it's for sure
Not a number anyone
would care to know about.
Life is a mess
And I need to clean up.
If not me,
Who else?
I'll make my efforts to
today
And hope
At some point we're
Square.
Then we can both
walk the lines,
narrowly.
It'll all be
Even Stevens.
Hopefully another character
comes in with a
better story arc.
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
Life is weird.
And I am numb
Our days are numbered
but it's for sure
Not a number anyone
would care to know about.
Life is a mess
And I need to clean up.
If not me,
Who else?
I'll make my efforts to
today
And hope
At some point we're
Square.
Then we can both
walk the lines,
narrowly.
It'll all be
Even Stevens.
Hopefully another character
comes in with a
better story arc.
Going through a weird break up
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