so this is it-

~

we move like we're on fire with five seconds left to live.
i feel like i'm one headshake from hell and another kiss from the alter.
feet that can no longer wander and only move to her.
a lab rat the final product isnt tested on.
just all the products before it.
a well oiled robot that sweats and bleeds ink.
if it's not a problem to everyone noone will want to fix it.
my 3pm brain is on 3am mode.
you can't make everyone like you-
make the ones that do the ones that count.
everything feels less real and more reel.

sometimes i want to shut everything off and go to sleep whne i'm not supposed to. cause i'm supposed to.