In The Morning We're Making Waffles
I can't find a reason to get out of my room
The sun is out but I don't care
So I'll just sleep through the day
The red hot stove
Isn't hot enough
To burn me back into reality
I can't feel anything anymore
I swear I'm not as bad as it sounds
The sun is out but I don't care
I've been burying my issues
Salvation is unlikely
I'm just a man made of flesh
It reminds me of reality is cruel
I'm useless without help
This isn't healthy for my brain anymore
The sun is out but I don't care
I'm ripping at the seams can you get help?
Damon Blackery
Sun 24th Jun 2018 09:12
That's right it's morning over there. I 'll make them with chocolate then. It's goodnight for me. Thank you Colin :D