Step out step out of the sun if you keep getting burned
But it’s hard when the sun is just so warm and beautiful
It tricks you
Makes it seem so inviting
So you wear black all summer like the sun doesn’t scorch
But it does
It does and eventually you’re squirming, writhing in its heat
And you’re tugging at your collar, beads of sweat breaking and all you want to do is cry
You wished you had worn something different
Cause the heat seeped into your bones till you could almost taste it
Till your skin turns red and you’re just so tired
All you want to do is sleep but there’s just no where to go so
You curl up on the sand and try not to move
Try not to be angry at the seagulls and the starfish, the tides that keep receding
Why do the tides keep receding
And you get mad at yourself for thinking about it too much cause
If you’re being honest there’s really no deeper meaning
It’s just the sun