I light another cigarette
It's already dark out
Every time I wake
The day is dead and gone
I sit in this room
Trash on the floor
On my desk
In my head
It's all rotting
There's no one else here
They left a while ago
Not that I care
I told them to leave
Party's over
Then why am I still here?
I don't enjoy my time in this place
But I never leave it
There's nowhere else for me to go
The night is always more peaceful
Nothing to leave me behind
Just me and the garbage
I found a centipede today
It crawled onto my hand
Writhing from the top to underneath
But when I turned my hand over
There was nothing there
I light another cigarette
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 5:22 AM UTC
I light another cigarette
It's already dark out
Every time I wake
The day is dead and gone
I sit in this room
Trash on the floor
On my desk
In my head
It's all rotting
There's no one else here
They left a while ago
Not that I care
I told them to leave
Party's over
Then why am I still here?
I don't enjoy my time in this place
But I never leave it
There's nowhere else for me to go
The night is always more peaceful
Nothing to leave me behind
Just me and the garbage
I found a centipede today
It crawled onto my hand
Writhing from the top to underneath
But when I turned my hand over
There was nothing there
I light another cigarette
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