Notes To Self

A Sad Attempt of Making Contact with the Living

You know you can't talk to them

They're too caught up

There's nothing you can do

They're never gonna listen to you

One day they're gonna need you

I won't be there no more

Waste your time with things that don't matter

Face that screen

Watch your life turn

It's an accident

You can't stop it

You know better than that

Look at the sky

And see what you're missing

There's a life you've been given

Use it for living

If you stay like them

You'll end up regretting

I won't be there with you

To give you good company

I'll be busy living life

A broken society

That's where I'll be

You'll be them

I'll be me

A sad attempt of living

That's what we're going to be