wake up

slide off bed, cold shower, pomegranate cranberry juice
, and im off.

dear sleepyhead: i won't write a song because i know i can't and i won't sing because i know it'll start to rain again. suckas(:

You were the friend I was looking for
sensible/helpful/kind/loyal
thanks for everything,
really.
but it kills me to say this,
now that i've realised
i was nothing more than just a companion
one that keeps you company
or hangs out with you when you're bored.
i was nothing more than just a
doormat.
i reached out to you,
when you needed it the most
but you never saw me.
thanks for everything again
i never missed out the little things
so i just wanted to say,
goodbye,lost one.