old unfinished, raw, but who cares?

its just so cold in december
i couldnt remember im such a lame
youre my flame like some ember
got stains on my sweatshirt
the chains make my legs hurt
oh its the pain to like someone like you
and i feel better even when i watch you play with your hair
but cant gaze at your stare
i wanna say that youre near, oh i swear
that im always gonna be there, oh

they all think im crazy
then im gon be homeless i wont find a play to stay
theyre not happy im just hopeless, they don't mind if i decay
im just proving that


(raw) 5 days until homelessness

reticyl