I can't get so bogged down Like i do now So often its Boring to be found and Lost at the same time Finding time to lie in My bed, or a coffin Whatever works For better or worse
Plans I don't make Can't really change Or fall through at all Funny enough My whole things been Mauled and I'm standing here Coughing and blocking out More ideas
Pretentious melody's play in my head But I can't slip into Real world explanations The sky can only be one of two colors A sentiment tied to One or the other Or I'm left wondering why It has to be
I'm still sick of every friendship I make Its hard to examine the memorys What I take, and what i leave behind Trivial, and i wish i had a bit more Control
I don't care about my future Irregardless people will still be And treat me the same Way, and I'll still be pining for The same things Guarded and Mostly friendless