Pen to paper I can't write this anymore
Only thinking of you walking out the door
Can I absorb this to use at a later time
Or is this something that has a deadline
I hear you but I don't
Dirt in my ears
Flowers in my eyes
Getting asked what others thought about the news
Don't know how to respond cause I only care about you
I have recently needed the thought of you to survive
The butterflies in my chest keep me up at night
I hear you
I hear you this time
Air rushing through my ears
Water in my eyes
Roll out of bed once a week
Put on some clothes and go to therapy
Sudden burst of energy
It's all starting to feel the same to me
Is that you I hear
I think I hear you
I finally hear you
But I got smoke coming out of my ears and tar in my eyes
But I think it will clear out in some time