Stare slowly at the wall
Find a moment where my mind can stall
Strange pictures and alcohol
Looking at a broken remote left in a pause
It’s a shame
It’s a shame
You should have listened to all the words you said
Sweat pants and dresses start making sense
A dark theater back row for two
Years later you still didn’t gain a clue
If only you have seen the movie scene
You could have been her killing queen
It’s a shame
It’s a **** shame
You are left with your own blame

Not my best but writing has been difficult these days