you're sitting in my kitchen feeling dumb
we rearrange our bodies in the sun
you said one day i'm gonna face it
last night i saw the last episode
of true detective
i thought it was a cop out the way they left it
college kids dance manically
do you think they're ok?
or are they always just that way?
am i bored or just a loser?
i know i get bad yelp reviews
but it's the best that i can do
guts and gore
on my computer screen
i'm semi-ok and i'm staring into you
you feel it in your insides that you've peaked
you haven't made a single thing all week
you say you're never gonna make it
where?
on the overlapping bridges late at night
you touch my face as cars whirr by
i like the nighttime
i like the daytime too
what should i be?
what can i do?
your family visits once a week
you're so nice
i like your room
i think i meant to lead you on