In the contents of certain rooms, or in the company I’ve kept
Hidden currents conspire with the light to accentuate my missteps
And there are too many of them, and I’ll lose touch one by one
I’m just not entirely sure I was intended for human connection
And there is something to be said for this reclusive life I’ve found
But I didn’t realize that in all this empty space I could still drown
What a waste of all that space and design
I just haven’t felt like myself for some time
It goes to show how easy it is
To never really understand what makes you the happiest
In the interest of closing doors to the most crowded, yet, empty rooms
Or incase the silence didn’t come across as obviously as intended to
I hated how I turned out to be, so I said what I needed to my teeth
And washed the bad taste out, with coffee, dirt roads and far too much weed
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