I'm the one thats up at night
The last one to close my eyes
Contemplating and wishing
For a quick, fast
Solution
Where I could just make our dreams happen.

Wanna see that number rise
Wanna feel like everyone believes in the strives
We are trying to make
Create.

I'm realizing everyday
Some things gonna have to change
I hold my own ball and chain
While twisting and twaddling
Around like I've got the most game.

And perhaps in many ways I do
But I didn't eat much of my cheesecake
And I'm truly at capacity
Right now.

Two more days
Really, kinda one
I note the little and small
I notice when my friends
Don't act supportive over the internet
And I wonder why
I surmise why like the flick of a gun
And then I decide
Who ******* cares.


Who ******* cares
Projecting is also stupid
But mostly who ******* cares
I got this
I always have.

You swing your fist up,you examinate it well,think of all the harm it  could probably cause,to that face of yours
to which you have no mercy for.
You swear is the last time as you keep ,keep and yell go on.Cause you dotn care if your parents know.
But it wotn be the last you hear your fear whisper to your aching insides as you touch the bruise