A tiny version of me
stuck in my own empty pockets
and staring me down.
Unfinished business
is the only job
you can find in this town.

Sit unemployed
and aging with my wine
waiting on a laptop chime,
last minute copy
of my government issued W-9.
And I'm bored like I've got
a world of time
this apartment is leased
nothing is mine.

You aren’t broken
Emotions are a constant flow from you
-a growing stain on your perspective

You aren’t sad
Tears may leak you a river
But you haven’t looked up in ages

You aren’t lonely
Always surrounded by onlookers
-you just don’t feel involved

You aren’t depressed
A cloud has only passed over your head
Raining down on your conscience

You aren’t scared
What even is fear to someone
Who always has the electric bill paid

You aren’t a liar
Experience just hasn’t caught you yet
Wait until what you say is true-

Jeah you will pay for your bills
No darling dont be afraid !
Cause someone named "Karma" is watching you anyways ...