Waking up at early noon
Wondering where the mornings went
Staring at beams of light that filter through the cracks in my space
Time is in a fever dream
Everyday a part of me is forgotten
Thinking, "what has become of me?"
I'm just another slab of stone
In a structure meant to crumble (I'm meant to crumble)
I'm just another slab of stone
In a structure meant to crumble (I'm meant to crumble)
A life etched into concrete, a life so less deserved
A life etched into concrete, existence is so absurd
A life etched into concrete, a life so less deserved
A life etched into concrete, existence of the absurd