Late Night Feels

75.

I've been thinking lately

That I'm over thinking,

Over grieving,

Over sleeping.

Stuck in my mind like a gum drop keeper, dreamers

Are what build me up

And shut me down,

Kind words barely ever tossed around

Cause I'm diving

Thriving

Fighting

Head first into cement

That's not what I meant

I think I'm stressed

Equally depressed,

Feet solid on molasses too thick to digest.

Yeah,

I need figuring out

Need to sit it out but

Not sure where to run not sure where to hide

Been sitting here swallowing my pride

What a surprise

Ain't no difference to you

Cause what I feel is invisible

Not understandable how you could be so detachable

To everyone every human

What am I?

Club of sevens,

The jokers brigade,

Too bad I won't make the same mistakes.

I'm through with you,

I'm dead to you,

Forget about me and we're through, we're through.

I'm laughing now

Laughing all at you now

Cause I'm the seven of clubs,

But no son of treason,

My voice is even,

Just not even

Enough for you.