so i daydream of being ran over
i imagine the tires on my back
the pressure
but the calm
then i sleep
and i dream of your two sides
sandwiching me
surrounded by love and suppressed hate
so i look to my left
smile
to my right
i die
the things i hate the most
are the most welcoming
they haunt me
yet i chase them back
i dont understand simple logic anymore
there's always another complication
another
you dont understand
i do understand
i'm right here doing it
i've been climbing uphill since i can remember
and you're just floating in the breeze
careless
maybe i should be
but i am a stresser
she does deserve the best
its electric in the air
i swear i can feel it tingle in my viens
confussed and frustrated
i dont know how else to put it,
but its like learning how to crawl
