perfecting lonelyness
i cleaned out the car today. i removed about two shopping bags full of garbage from the floor. people treat my car roughly. i was picking up bags from the liquor store from the trunk and something just sunk inside me. i kept thinking of the line i'm trying, well, i'm trying to drink away that part of the day i just can't sleep away.
i can't say i'm lonely. at the same time i can't say i feel complete. all my friends and all these colorful drunken nights are a good distraction from that missing piece of me, and i'm thankful for them. i don't want to go back to where i was two months ago, i don't even consider it. i don't want to be here either really. i want it to be friday.
i had my interview 30 minutes later. i sucked up to the manager and then i drove david home. i hate how we always wind up having deep conversations that should last 3 hours, but we only hit them for 5 minutes.
so captain please consider me; let the boats deliver me, when i close my eyes. drive captain, drive. it's time for everything to be perfect, for everything to stop hurting, tonight.
i can't say i'm lonely. at the same time i can't say i feel complete. all my friends and all these colorful drunken nights are a good distraction from that missing piece of me, and i'm thankful for them. i don't want to go back to where i was two months ago, i don't even consider it. i don't want to be here either really. i want it to be friday.
i had my interview 30 minutes later. i sucked up to the manager and then i drove david home. i hate how we always wind up having deep conversations that should last 3 hours, but we only hit them for 5 minutes.
so captain please consider me; let the boats deliver me, when i close my eyes. drive captain, drive. it's time for everything to be perfect, for everything to stop hurting, tonight.