Sorry if I call a lot
I hope you're taking this to the heart
Because it's often knots
Tolerance is arguing in parking lots
Over parking spots
We crashed the car and
Locked
Eyes are strung attached
Like backs of halter tops
Gassing up the Furnace
Earnest causing fault
Hands quaking
And I'm gaming
Just to call the shots
Babe
You're mistaken
If we aching
Taking
Breaks
Could never
Stake
Hold me down
This hurricane
Is just the pain
Just let me vent
I'm drinking
Then
I'm seeking
Wind
To smoke
On top a creaky fence
Reconnaissance
We smoke in 30 at the parking lot
I wonder if this feeling is just
Over thought
Shawty got me anxious like they called the cops
Genuine eleven is just strange for talk
Apology for burden hurt is grown if not
I wonder if this feeling is just over thought
I keep overthinking
Break the page out and pour the ink in
God i hate it when the boredom sink in
Yo i wonder if i'm more than just disorders syncing up with distorted thinking
An ignored existence
On the floor again ignore me
I'm just quarantining snoring
All the pleas for help i mumble in my sleep are not important
Please don't bring this moment up when we speak again in the morning
I realize too late that i say too much and I'm sorry
So i guess its no surprise when I'm at the point in life when i regret apologizing
Sick of lamenting most my words as i devise them
It's decided that my devices are my demise then
There's no disguising it i'm not okay
I refuse to shake a hand that ain't ever try to help me
So help me
Or get up out my way
Do yall only speak between the lines or am i just unhealthy
Or maybe both