Way in the days seem I stray for these ways that we graze through the maze that we cant seem to say it's cozy-
because I always forget but today it's crazy it doesn't scream love enough it , it it it, it don't. And I'm not screaming either I'm just sleeping in too late, but I keep seeing these faces and I wonder what I'm in for and if it's my sleep schedule that is at fault or maybe it's my depression I'm crazy I'm at fault if l am me at all