Maybe it's the music I listen to daily
That intoxicates me
to the point of blurring out from reality
I am worried about my safety
Because of my poor mentality
and scarred sanity
From dusk till dawn
I drown in music and still want more .
I get blown away by my voice
But pulled deeply into my thoughts .
I am chasing after sixteen by the way
My birthday is in a day or two
I can't really say
Battling with
"in this life ,
do I really wanna stay ?"
Or just "In liveliness,
do I really slay ?"
Then fibbing in my head
and wondering is this not all the same ?
Maybe in a day or few ,
I will know
But for now
I guess I will chase after the truth
And Zevia if you will
Save me before I drown
Or draw a wall so I could rather bump than jump off the building
Billie , I would rather vibe to six feet under
Than be the example of that fatal thunder
C