i'm progressing (like you wanted)
real modern chin-up swag, dude
pull yo socks up shit, man!
the sarcasm kills me.
the bus fare is ridiculous
when i'm feeling generous
i'll think of you existentially
when your actions make me jealous
i'll think christianly
it's all wrong but right
no real answer
put some clothes on, walk out the door
act through the motions
the girl on the bus thinks i'm looking at her
i'm not
self-conscious bitch
the light inside my brain is on:
you just have to jump the hoops and smile
despite wanting to burn the whole city down
these people are professional pacifists
& passive aggressive
logical violence is legal
time & space does exist
that's the worst part
and in this time & space
i'm drinking liqour at 10am on campus
trying not to cut myself again
trying to get off the mental treadmill
(which you made me run)
it's all self-created though, from now on (I rationalise)
the light inside my brain is on:
you just have to jump the hoops and smile
despite wanting to burn the whole city down
i still love you (fuck you)