12.30.2023

it's 1:16 am and i'm still awake 

waiting to come up with my latest mistake

i want him to love me 

but winter just isn't my season 


i'll always be waitin for my daddy to sober

running to escape this godforsaken town 

trying to avoid the mirrors and the ghosts


silence to "will I be okay" 

when you know what rests


full moons 

and new years balloons 


all i want is to feel naked in front of a crowd

just to know 

i've put it on the line 


i'll have more feelings 

more nonsense 

to write shit about 




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