Woke as usual
As it is
Nope it needs bass
One of those songs that was finished by covers and not ruined
I don’t have anywhere left to go
Can’t mess with that
Can’t freak out parents
One line in a news article
Changed the entire field
And yet you say don’t give up
What is there left to give, but up?
Another day in retail hell begins
It’s a holiday and school starts soon
Another day of people thinking I purposely scan things in at the wrong price
This isn’t even close to the life I wanted
This isn’t second place or third
This is so outside of what I wanted
That joker
I look to the trees for the 証
木に見るとアイツの証が出る
海の匂いがする
That they’re around
And the morning Sun and the clouds created an art piece
And I was brought back to the words
That a morning without me would surely be more brilliant
The little details
Things I can’t explain
Don’t think that way
Says the Sun
The words you say to yourself matter
But my hope of having it come clear one day
It’s gone now
No one’s going to come from nowhere
If it’s not someone that already knows me it’s too late
It’s too late now
My disease has erased me from society
There are no chance meetings
Certainly none fated
And all along I felt like I didn’t deserve to ask for more than the Sun to talk to
That it was selfish to want anything more than a one sided conversation with a ball of fire that may or may not be sentient, who knows?
Now I don’t
But it’s too late
Damned to this life
This endlessness
The way everything could have gone right before now but didn’t
And I am having a hard time believing
Oh fun the people who think we open at 9 on a holiday when we open at 10 regular days are here
Let’s go over there where it’s closed and then over there where it’s also closed
The woman said to her daughter
Good planning
10/10
Retail hell and damned to it
My laughter has been bitter
Though a few ridiculous happenings we’re funny
Where do I go from nowhere?
Where do I go when I came so far?
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