Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Mind doesn’t know when to stop
Am I seeing things?

Leeches are everywhere I go
They can smell me from miles away
I guess they like how my blood tastes

Tense muscles in my back
Where I was stabbed
Maybe if I anticipate the worst I can’t be let down

Let go of friends every year
Cant seem to make out
People’s intentions unclear

I can see right through you
It’s a skill I’ve been building for some time
And over and over I never get the answer as to  why?

Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Mind doesn’t know when to stop
I know that I’m not seeing things

Tripp

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