It's past one in the morning
And I would do a lot of things to not care or worry
About where you are or aren't.

Gotten to known the inside of my
Room real well these past 3 days
My lady friends console me my body and mind need the time to process, pause
My face is blotchy and red
I'm not sure why
You don't answer me tonight.

I heard you acted like an immature idiot
On set today
As a male friend tells me he's heard I'm "go with the flow, loosey goosey"
On my sets, "but that's just what he's heard."
Sometimes I absolutely hate everyone.

But I drank a few glasses of wine
Glad to be high
Beyoncé and Coldplay are the latest controversy but I can't get that catchy pretty song out of my head
Or how invested yet numb Chris Martin
Sang.

Discussing over canned soup
How there's gotta be an expiration date on the two of you
As I hope you are working or asleep
And not neglecting and ignoring me.

But there is something on the brink
On the precipice
My room mate and I discuss
Something really ******* here, in our lives, in our careers
About to take off.

And though I try to bring you along
I try to roll out my magic carpet
Create a seat for you
I see you and I see you
And I watch you get left behind.