Highlives: Over Being Under Im doing laps of an empty car park, Trying to piece together things in my head, Looking for a glimpse of inspiration, Just something to keep me in over my head, And this guy keeps making bad jokes, I guess it sheds some light on this place, Im doubting my sense of judgement, Or if Ill ever see the day when Im satisfied, Without a plan to escape. Theres distance between my best friends, And the places that keep me sane, For the sake of an accomplishment, But some pride I might maintain, I guess Im just making progress, For lack of a better word, Ill spend my life running from hopelessness, Ill never be deterred. Stealing flowers from gravestones, For our own selfish needs, Im pretty sure that Bobby doesnt mind, Hes been gone since eighty three, Were getting better, I lost part of myself it seems, But Im not dead yet. Change could be the best thing that happened to me, But it can be devastating when you look back, See the people that you once gave chances, Have turned their backs with no second glances. Im not okay with just being okay, Im not.
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 00:24:00 +0000
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