(no subject)
I took off my headphones,
And laid them on the sheets.
I thought to myself,
A little silence may be good for me.
Turned on the shower,
Water sprayed down the walls.
Hurried off to work,
Striking all the traffic laws.
Worked through the day
Without a single pause.
Checking my phone each hour,
Not receiving any calls.
The hustle didn’t stop,
The static never seceded,
After each cigarette,
I felt a bit more defeated.
Inch by inch, I crawled to the curtain,
Another damn thing,
Another damn thing -
Unendingly, I felt a little more uncertain.
I need more money,
I need a fucking degree.
This sunroof won’t stay closed,
Doesn’t anyone hear my plea?!**
The panic was great,
The low mood had set in,
I wondered over and over,
If I’d ever feel better again.
When then I remembered:
It’s all a flash in the pan.
The long days and endless nights,
I won’t remember as an old man.
Lifetimes revisited in moments,
Seasons recalled in a wink.
Sometimes I lose time,
And I forget to stop, to think.
I choc it up to being young,
To being naïve.
Things I swear by today,
I soon may never believe.
Many miles ahead of me,
Even more promises to keep.
Save the worries for tomorrow,
For now I must sleep.
Headphones back on,
Postal Service silence guarantee.
But for now, I think to myself,
A little silence may be good for me.
And laid them on the sheets.
I thought to myself,
A little silence may be good for me.
Turned on the shower,
Water sprayed down the walls.
Hurried off to work,
Striking all the traffic laws.
Worked through the day
Without a single pause.
Checking my phone each hour,
Not receiving any calls.
The hustle didn’t stop,
The static never seceded,
After each cigarette,
I felt a bit more defeated.
Inch by inch, I crawled to the curtain,
Another damn thing,
Another damn thing -
Unendingly, I felt a little more uncertain.
I need more money,
I need a fucking degree.
This sunroof won’t stay closed,
Doesn’t anyone hear my plea?!**
The panic was great,
The low mood had set in,
I wondered over and over,
If I’d ever feel better again.
When then I remembered:
It’s all a flash in the pan.
The long days and endless nights,
I won’t remember as an old man.
Lifetimes revisited in moments,
Seasons recalled in a wink.
Sometimes I lose time,
And I forget to stop, to think.
I choc it up to being young,
To being naïve.
Things I swear by today,
I soon may never believe.
Many miles ahead of me,
Even more promises to keep.
Save the worries for tomorrow,
For now I must sleep.
Headphones back on,
Postal Service silence guarantee.
But for now, I think to myself,
A little silence may be good for me.