imhighaf

Hello, bitch
How are you doing

All the walls are painted different now
The pictures have been smashed
As I'm sifting through the glass
I think of all the things I did and how
Funny as it seems
You just need money and a dream
Plus an extreme lack of sleep
And some fucked up self esteem
Keeping weed up in the white owls
If I'm missing for a minute probably bleeding on a white towel
Night owl, night owl
Who have you become
We calling you like "you should come"
You posted on the gram
Like "I'm making moves" but you been dumb
As in quiet, lately
One time for denial, feel like time hate me
All my feelings in these files
Take your time, baby
All up in my mind lately
Wonder what the signs say
My texts say to drive safely
Wavy by nature
Please just pay me my paper and let the acid burn
Taciturn and faced within intermittence and a lack of words
At my worst I wish I had some distance from the last and first
Past the words I've written I'm depicted as a flag to burn