I'm always somewhere in between
I've never seen you look so rundown
Down,
Down,
Down
This is my home, this is my street,
Same thing happend this time last week
We stick around for second best
I'm not reliable
I'm rundown
Down,
Down,
Down
This is my home, this is my street,
Do it all again this time next week
It's a far cry from what you know
Well, what do you know?
You listen, you learn, you hope to grow
Regrets, regrets, big goals with empty nets
Another outburst you'd rather sooner forget
Hey there people whats new?
It's so bad and so bleak, it's so blue
I'd pretend I'm lighting up if I didn't agree with you
We're at breaking points so
Go help another
If you do enough breaking you'll find a way to put yourself together
Do it all again this time next week
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
