mornings feel like mondays

Don’t you remember? Watching peoples expressions Hoping someday you’d be known Now you are But for all the wrong things Huh Panic attacks I’ll never look back Tearing the staples from my broken heart Look, it’s breaking again I’m racing through these roads Of a place I’ll never call home I’m late, late again Can’t feel the words on these pages I’m learning to break me All over again What am I typing? Nonsense, possibly Someone dies, someone gets hurt I’m betting on me and my hurt Someone save me I’m drowning in my own emotions The current pulls me down I’ve locked my demons up Yet they always escape when I’m at my worst