Tis only 7 o'clock and life already has me down
With the solemn tick tocks of the clock
And the feeling of time passing
The only consolation that tomorrow might actually
Get
Here
The vague sense of not belonging is plaguing me
Once again
But I can't seem to shake it
No
Not this time
The wind howling my name outside my window
Knocking it's icy fists on the panes
Tryin' to get in and shake my
Bones till they rattle in their sockets
So I huddle under the covers of my bed
And
Hope
Nothing comes in
Because it's
7 o'clock
And life has already beaten me down