Honestly

tomorrow seems to seep into the edge of nothing a blueish tint and faded vision aimless eyes are searching for a better something but it's okay, it's indecision pockets full of lilacs that i picked so pointless the violet scent and clouded visions creeping up, the feelings that it's all for nothing it's okay, it's indecision honestly, it's hard to know what you're thinking goddamn, give up, it's no fun when you're leaving it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but repetitive uncertainty, we chase ghosts indifferent honestly, it's hard to know what you're thinking goddamn, give up, it's no fun when you're leaving