So I Shotgunned a Beer and Went Back to Bed - Snowing

Why are my eyes

Always shifting away from anyone

Everyone else’s eyes?

A minor case;

major depressive

A fantastic film score

My father’s bike;

my weight descending

With nothing to wait for

Then I push my hair back

Then I mess it up

Then I bite my tongue from singing

What you’ll all say

«You swore that you would live your life without regret

Well, what do you wait for?»

Melissa, I fucked up

I won’t cut my arms off

That won’t keep me warm at night

And I’ll do my best to live my life without regret