br/ken rec/rds

i don't really know how to be what i dont wish that i could be there all the same these days just seem to go the ways that they know i can't escape it now same days same mask im out of favors out of patience perpetuated so many vacancies that i would savor save those for later new mistakes in me brew from solutions that i knew in them broke homes i do too much on my own i stay too late on the phone i cant escape my own home i've seen this loop better off letting all them posters fall immitated my flaws i've been complacent so long i'm not escaping at all i don't really know how to be what i dont wish that i could be there all the same these days just seem to go the ways that they know i can't escape it now same days same mask under pressure days of deja vu take my wonder away feel like i'm under the day wait for weight to change with the pain in my shoulder strain one away from the rubble i'm shuddered under every stumble i matter less in my blunders i shatter best when i crumble what's another mistake? stare to the sun in my eyes go ahead & just blind me lengths i go to try me somebody please find me i'm sick of all this hiding under wreckage lonely, folding, and trying i retched less in my dry-heave the message left me with lies i lye awake in my findings so many known and unknowns really thought i would recognize me think i disguise me too well i felt my whole incomplete still trying to know me myself they say to silently sink don't think they know how that felt i don't really know how to be what i dont i wish i could be there all the same these days just seem to go the ways that they know i can't escape it now same days same mask stay residing in wells screaming my well-wishes only finding myself cant sign the sell on my closure still in the pills for my sober they say i'm closer and closer but i'm not sold on all my motors dont even know what hurts the grasp i had is collapsing don't know what happens behind me i'm scattered, asking for time like it matters lasting a mind that doesn't listen to findings timings, i could have been better weather could have been timely describe me to me again my head is spinning, i'm spent winter's winning again all this climbing reminds me what's left behind me resigning, it fits me think i'm sicker than the mix they prescribe me i don't really know how to be what i dont i wish i could be there all the same these days just seem to go the ways that they know can't escape it now same days same mask