I’m brushing shoulders with the newest of world orders. 
I’m taking orders we can’t fulfill to remain real. 
Feelin’ different. Wrote you a long message but never sent it.  
I remain what I claim grasping at change trying to stay sane but never the same. 
No one to blame but my unprogressive brain.  
Old Same, Same Old 
Stay Gold, Paid extra for what was considered sold. 
I practiced abstinence for a bit but was just fucking myself.  
Lately I’ve been reaching out and blowing dust off the shelf. 
“How are yous” and “we haven’t spoke in a whiles”
There was a reason for that I reviled with a smile, command+n to create a new file. 
I told you I’d be there soon, half past June. I said I’d meet you there if I still care.
Doing a good job to scattered applause. 
I paid to get in to see you but couldn’t afford the cost. 
Either way I got in disguised as a friend and it’s you I still highly recommend. 
Looked around the room to find out I was alone. 
She took my heart out like a loan 
It’s growing back but it’s black as coal from her tarnished goals. 
Harsher things rarely told but I’m reaching out via mobile phone on my way home. 
I’m looking through the hole of a rolled up scroll with a story untold 
I need to unravel, writing thoughts as I travel.