Never Something of Your Choosing

Hey Crooked Smiles, 

We don't try no more, but

It is not because we're lazy

We go out cruisin' for a bruisin'

An illusion that we use

To cover up our broken hearts*

 

Leave it at that

Have a snack

Count the cracks upon the ceiling

Hear a song

Mumble along

Drink a cup of water

Count to five

What do you see?

 

We are here for us

Listening

Generating data

So many steps and 

Sleepless nights

Brightest minds alive

Working to find

A way to ease

Restless minds

This could be love

How romantic

 

* “Crooked Smile,” Sirens , The Weepies, 2015