Sunday, June 13, 2010

it's 2am...

it's 2am
and no one's listening to me.

and i wish that someone would act like they cared

and i'm sleeping on the floor again

and i can't stop thinking about what i don't have

and aluminum cans liter my floor


it's 2am

and i'm still wanting more.

1 comment:

  1. Like a thirst you can't seem to swallow

    It's running eyes and ripping apart hearts

    2am's got a siren call

    That tells me I'm imperfect

    With a bottle in my hand

    maybe I can become

    Something I don't fully understand

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