These days all I can think about is my lack of time.
I try not to think about it but the thoughts keep coming back about my demise.
Why is everyone so petty and misconstrued?
I’m so lost and I have no idea what to do.
Can’t even tell true faces from foes.
I’m so far gone that I’m even starting to miss feeling woe.
How do I get out of this pit?
It’s getting deeper and I have no idea where to sit.
So where can I go to change the plot?
I try to be okay but I’m always distraught.
It seems my life keeps getting tied into knots.
I don’t know how to untie them cause I keep getting thrown under the bus.
I wish I had more people to trust.
It seems all I can ever do is cause a fuss.
But these problems never seem to go away, friends come and go but no one ever stays.
I guess I’m more or less okay, I just wish there were a better way.