My bangs blow in the wind My finger casually gestures towards this inorganic LCD “I think it’s about time for a haircut…”
I taunt the person who’s “It” Catch me if you can We praise one another and have our fun And wear on each other’s nerves My offensive truth seeps out onto the screen But I flick away until it’s no more I’ve been left behind.
In an empty room a glowing light Scrolling down memory lane until I learn my lesson It’s as if I was the only one who cared at all I give a meaningless monologue I’d be better off dead Ugh I can’t believe anything anymore
I can’t bear the overwhelming urge to respond Although I might not be in the right mood or place I sigh but it’s not enough to clear my mind of Social justice delivered as thinly veiled threats
We’re all like moths to a flame We flock together, bite off more than we can chew And leave with more luggage than we arrived with Connecting and recharging the relationships that do the most for us I can’t handle the grind.
I taunt the person who’s “It” Catch me if you can We grow too familiar as we lick each other’s wounds But it’s better than being alone If I can block and ignore Before my offensive truth gets out, perfect I want to break through…boom!!
I wanted happiness that would never die Something that was for everybody Something that I could be sure of But something like that can always die It’s like a board game you can’t read One wrong move and you lose it all
In an empty room a glowing light Shows me something I don’t want to see (so lame) Although I tell myself I don’t care I reach for a door to a party I’m late to Secret password So dreadful I could die Ugh what can I believe anymore?