It feels ignorant to be bored
What is being on my phone
It's so boring to be ignored
Feelings I never condone
While another day goes by
I can't check my air supply
Or how many hearts there are
Until I can't restart
Doing nothing I won't have it
I must give the day some worth
I don't wanna know the timeline
But I want to be remembered
Wishes at 11:11
Calling all my closest friends
Living breathing artifacts
Of days that never seem to end
Driving on the Robert Moses
Moving in then moving again
Trying to stay in the bike lane
Laughing at the way you dance
I'm the same age as the decades
Make a list of all the highs
Every winter someone's mourning
Who they used to be, now I'm-