Friends from OSU will appreciate this one.
Shoulders down, brisk steps
I hate walking to class in the winter
Pocketed hands freed, flick the ash
I’m puffin like a blue haired train
One foot, then the other
Just going through the motions
Sit down, pen writes
God, I’m not going to pass this.
Doors open, flint sparks
Fuck, I’m not cut out for this cold
Music on, walk fast
Backpack’s full of my future
Bag dropped, lay down
This shit’s exhausting sometimes
Phone rings, voice speaks
Never thought I’d hear from you again
Voice speaks, phone drops
I don’t want her to die
Tears fall, words said
I’ll come see her Thursday
Next day, too late
She died at 3 am
Bags packed, more tears
I’ll be home soon
Flint sparks, breath deep
Damn it’s cold out here
Dried mascara, black clothes
It’s been a week since she died
Too many, too fast
My old family is less 3
Nicotine blood, can’t cry
This is the 4th this year
First love, shotgun blasts
Never told him how I felt
Cold ground, closed casket
Never hear Good Day Sunshine again.
Drive back, life waits
It’s been two weeks since I’ve been in class
Feet drag, cigs gone
Backpack’s heavier than usual
Books open, notes spread
There’s too much to be done
Chest seizes, breath stops
I can’t catch up, there’s too much now
Rec room, video games
Anything to distract me now
Grades lost, classes failed
My scholarship’s pretty fucked now
Family calls, don’t answer
Can’t take them right now
How’s school? Good grades?
One more thing to make me break
Classes failed, people dead
Anxiety piles on top of shit
Can’t catch up, at the edge
Just one more thing to make me break.