How did I wind up in this predicament,
feel like all my bones and ligaments,
are broken and ripped to shreds,
and all the shit inside my head has me,
cold and alone, itâs not the first time Iâve felt far,
Iâve felt far from home, and these shoes,
maybe theyâll finally take me somewhere new,
miles away from anything thatâs been bringing me down
Iâve seen these ups and downs,
and how Iâve really grown to hate this town,
flat on my back cause thereâs a kink in my neck,
from the way that I slept,
itâs been a long one, these ups and downs
This road will leave you stranded if you let it,
youâll get lost inside the genetics of poetics,
wondering when and where, exactly how you said it,
youâll become so cold and numb and infected,
this road wasnât intended for a passerby,
so if you intend on veering, let it pass you by
Iâve given everything, tossed and turned every dream,
dragged myself through misery, maybe this will save them,
and I desperately hope, these words keep you afloat,
because Iâm drifting, and this life is all I know