One day I swear I'm going to write my way out of hell
It's only a matter of time but only time will tell
Bigger things are coming but I have to build the blocks
Because the opportunity never comes if you stop
That's why I'm writing this, this hear is my good faith
To tell myself never to stop if this is my dream hell, it's time to chase

This was always a hobby and an outlet for me to vent
But as of lately I've had my creativity spent
Due to lack of sleep and constant stress
I just want to get my life back together, but right now it's a bit of a mess
Nothing I can't handle but believe me it's no walk in the park
Especially when there are no lights to illuminate this path in the dark

Every night I think about what I should do, but never do
That's my biggest flaw I'm eating procrastination soup
Not because I'm sick, but just a little under the weather
I use to say they couldn't rain on my parade when I'm made of umbrellas

But now the clouds seem to be parting I can seem my next my skies limit
I just hope this time I listen and try to live it

my legs are closed now
so it's all through to you

you say:
what a night
you're fantastic
well
that was fun
while it lasted

I say:
oh yeah
well
go on now
get gone

but despite my efforts
to deny it
to hide it

my young heart
is ripped open,
in two
because
it's through

wondering your answers
to the questions
left behind
in my mind

what's your middle name?
where do you take proper girls
on a first date?
am i just a flake,
full of hate?

do you have a favorite
cursive letter?
if you loved someone,
when would you tell her?

how will you make a living?
(certainly not by drinking)

does your mother know you're
a lying lush?
do you know that you're
a lousy ****?

will you remember me?
i hope to forget you soon
although it's doubtful
but i have to
to get my soul full
again

wondering the answers
until I indulge once more
and my heart is torn
into 4, then 8
until it disintegrates

I say:
go on
get gone
don't make
me late