well darling I hope you feel as bad as I do
Sitting all alone at half past two
I'm oh so sorry my eyes arent glaZing over
cause they're moist from caffeen and sugar
I can't recall my mind being pretty
or my expressions reaching witty
and my nails are chipped and bitten down
at least I spent yesterday thinking
is the world really sinking
two and two make four but that feels bad
I know the medication only makes you empty
that politition on the television
had the habbit of making me want to cry
picture perfect privallaged children
cant wait to see the desert sun
oh on this broken windy landslide
why do we lift our eyes to see the sky
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