Gingerr Rust - 6th & Spring

Gazing out the sun's peering in
Thinking back on the things that I did
Reconstructing the world in my head
Soft brown can't articulate it
Drag me on the concrete tell me not to be complacent
I fake it
I smile but I'm faking
I fake it when I smile
When I I I
Well since I guess I have the time
I'll state what's on my mind purge out the rotten things inside
Waiting on my ride
Stranded but that's fine
Sifting through the things that I despise
I close the shades above my eyes
I've been thinking bout it
I've been thinking bout it
Came to the conclusion nostalgia is depression man
I'm never at rest
Maybe it's for the best I need this weight upon my chest
I'm not even 21 yet and yeah this all feels like a test
Pen to the paper yeah I know that I'm a mess in distress
Hazy life I'm pixelated like a twitter header
You want in and I just need to get my shit together
First, at least
Fuck it
I've been clinging to the old me
Clinging
The old me I'm just clinging
The old I'm just clinging
To the
The the the the

Written by:
Khamiya Terrell

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