brace yourself
how dare the morning looks so peaceful, when it knows your fragile fate. expected the sun to rise backwards, hurricanes for days and days. should have listened more and talked less, every dumb cliche is true. wish we could ignore this, sit on your couch and talk shit like we used to. instead i brace myself to embrace you, to face you, to hear your voice. i won't hold back a compliment, i’ll be careful with how my time is spent. if you have love in one hand, pain will fill the other. i know that it’s worth it but it really makes me wonder about every sunset I squandered focused on work and money when we could have been watching the regret is beyond me. instead i brace myself to embrace you, to face you, to hear your voice. instead i brace myself to embrace you to face you. to hear your voice.
car alarm
was this all by design? was it coordinated time? felt worth it to mention, the world still moves when i don't pay attention. choke to say i'm doing well amongst the buzz of this strip mall hell. blue hum of the liquor store, t’s hard to envision more. complaining about the traffic when i'm part of it. looking for the problem when i'm the one who started it. Everyday I wake up the same. what is this feeling i’ve carried for so long blaring inside a broken car alarm? it felt so toxically precise, I need an open field to scream. walk through their imagined world its barbaric, its a scheme we had every chance to change and we blew it somehow i thought we knew better by now i thought we knew better by now what is this feeling i’ve carried for so long blaring inside a broken car alarm. convince myself it's all pretend i'm crawling, i'm building - it's collapsing again. complaining about the traffic when i'm part of it looking for the problem when i'm the one who started it. everyday i wake up the same.
future spring
poured you the right amount of coffee so you would feel like you’re levitating. ask you how you’re really doing your response was devastating. cried on your birthday it was the first day i knew that the parts you’ve been avoiding oh they're catching up to you what makes you quiet? what makes you small? why do you give ‘em power? when they don’t care at all? overwhelmed by “the dawn of everything” morphing like a mood ring in a future spring. all i can think of is to whisper in your ear “hey you’re invited and we’re glad you’re here” “hey you’re invited and we’re glad you're here” what makes you tense up? what keeps you small? why do you even bother? when they don't see you at all? what makes you quiet? what keeps you small? why do you give em’ power? when they don’t care at all?
