i tell myself
i need to figure out my problems
before i work on someone else
my brain has it own shelf by now
above the tool kit in the garage
i've always found that kind of odd
kind of ironic that
if i were to fix something
it would be myself.
because i'm too scared of my own universe
to change anything else.
if i were to be able
to comprehend
how i got here
you know sure as hell i would
but there are ninety million pieces
missing from my puzzle--
and it'd be too easy to be misunderstood
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let bartlet be bartlet / i promise... & playing with lighters
Poetry// tracklist // i can feel the good vibes leaving me now i was just testing the water and i found myself drowning in you they thought about putting me in remedial english until they found the letters i wrote for you an open letter to my girl i fill...
