All the same. So very different.
Another awkward day, a glass of orange juice, my teeth rotting away. It is still light outside but not for long. There are 100 year old pine trees in the distance, they stand tall, strong, noble.
Yes, I am a little envious.
I should have told you my letter would not be there but I was scared. I wish it was always just me and you. I get so scared of everything and nothing sometimes. Sometimes you gotta rip the past apart and forget it ever happened. And sometimes you can't. This is my life, apologizing to ghosts and highways. Close my eyes and plan a new life.
Open my eyes and plan another one.
Tonight will be just another midnight when the knowledge of how cold it can get at four in the morning sinks in. Shut up and hold your breath because that's something to think about.
Yes, I am a little envious.
I should have told you my letter would not be there but I was scared. I wish it was always just me and you. I get so scared of everything and nothing sometimes. Sometimes you gotta rip the past apart and forget it ever happened. And sometimes you can't. This is my life, apologizing to ghosts and highways. Close my eyes and plan a new life.
Open my eyes and plan another one.
Tonight will be just another midnight when the knowledge of how cold it can get at four in the morning sinks in. Shut up and hold your breath because that's something to think about.