i am too tired
uninspired
wired a liar
born under a bridge at the break of dawn
to a tempest that temporarily tempted me
out of sight, out of mind
you are always on my mind
but see you're lagging behind
i've got this new pair of shoes
and they can cross miles in seconds
i've got this scab on my forehead
from where i'm not good enough
i've got this apostrophe tucked in my back pocket
because sometimes i'm lazy
see, it's not what i believe
it's sensory overload
see, see, see
seas of seas of seeing seas
i am sick of the sea.
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