This is a break from how i normally write. less cryptic. more straight forward. i wrote it in a rush to get the feelings out. so i didnt have time to over-think what i was saying. anyways, here's to being 42 and living at moms!
since the day i moved back with my mom
ive asked myself where my life went wrong
i spend the days alone in my car
driving around for hours, avoiding cops
then im hit with everything ive lost
i pull over and scream in a parking lot.
ive never been this fucking miserable
ive never been so far away
from the city that i called my home
and from the person i used to be
so i sit a lot in parking lots
try not to let the memories
of the past become my current thought
cause that'll be the end of me
no im not doing all the good
in fact im worse off than you think
i dont know how or why or what the fuck
took the world away from me
i want the world to want me back
i will wait here patiently
buried in a small town parking lot
for you to come and set me free.
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