The Three

27 23
28
29, not me

I’m not this old, but I’m obviously not young.

The shit I’ve seen, the things I’ve done

I can’t believe the time that’s passed
It feels like I’ve viewed everything through glass

Not really there for the last…decade or so?
With the way I’ve been living whose to know

Does everyone know?

Sometimes I wonder
If the way I’ve been stumbling through the blunder
Has caused thunder

That everyone can hear, and see the lightning
I can’t make it stop, sometimes

It feels like I won’t
Like the destruction is necessary

Rinse and repeat
And repeat
And repeat
And repent

I was there
Not too long ago, I was there on a solemn swing of solitude

I watched as you cried and contorted your ugly face
And pissed in the corner

I’m still sad for you
And you’re still angry

I hope you know
It’s still okay to feel
Always has been
Always will