5 o’clock

 

No days off with these summer classes
Been up for so long I swear I need glasses
Pouring glasses to quiet down all my thoughts
Lately if feels like I’ve been doing that a lot
My mom constantly trying to run intervention
But I’ve been doing what I want for too long
Aware of the consequences of every decision
But I don’t think taking something for the pain is wrong
Completely drug free so it could be a lot worse
The room keeps spinning and I’m starting feel worse
Nauseous off the Tennessee Honey, I start making confessions
Knowing what God thinks about me turns out to be my biggest obsession
All my friends as fake and temporary as ever
I beg God for people that’ll actually care
Praying for someone who’ll love me forever
I’ve been alone for too long, I just want someone who’ll be there

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