What am I; who am I
What am I going to be?
My lipstick stains my coffee cup
As the taste slips between my teeth
I’m walking down some lonesome road
Not sure where I am
The night is late, I feel alive
As my eyes watch the flickering street light.
I pull from my pocket, a piece of bubblegum
And as I start to chew
I stare deeply afar, keep pondering on
What more is there to do?
To my left there is an older diner
For which that I must go
4 minutes past, it was just summer
Now all I see is snow
I sit upon a rooftop
With a cigarette in hand.
My brain consumes of space, big places
And much more on this land
I pull the death stick from my lips
I exhale out the smoke
It’s 3am; I’m happy here
Then, I take another ****
I’m walking down an alley now; I’m
Drunken off this fate
I want to travel, I want to explore
And reconciliate.
This pathway is much longer then I once truly thought
But what I am experiencing, really can’t be bought
A man watches me in the distance
So, I then, stop to stare
I wake up from my dream to realize;
Nothing’s really there
My heart turns cold; my mind goes numb
My body’s in utter shock
So take the key of my dream-filled life
It will never find its lock
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 12:35 AM UTC
What am I; who am I
What am I going to be?
My lipstick stains my coffee cup
As the taste slips between my teeth
I’m walking down some lonesome road
Not sure where I am
The night is late, I feel alive
As my eyes watch the flickering street light.
I pull from my pocket, a piece of bubblegum
And as I start to chew
I stare deeply afar, keep pondering on
What more is there to do?
To my left there is an older diner
For which that I must go
4 minutes past, it was just summer
Now all I see is snow
I sit upon a rooftop
With a cigarette in hand.
My brain consumes of space, big places
And much more on this land
I pull the death stick from my lips
I exhale out the smoke
It’s 3am; I’m happy here
Then, I take another ****
I’m walking down an alley now; I’m
Drunken off this fate
I want to travel, I want to explore
And reconciliate.
This pathway is much longer then I once truly thought
But what I am experiencing, really can’t be bought
A man watches me in the distance
So, I then, stop to stare
I wake up from my dream to realize;
Nothing’s really there
My heart turns cold; my mind goes numb
My body’s in utter shock
So take the key of my dream-filled life
It will never find its lock
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