Wednesday, January 17, 2024


Now I am stuck between my anger 
and the blame that I can't face 
And memories are somethin' 
even smoking weed does not replace 
And I am terrified of weather 
'cause I see you when it rains 
Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes

And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks 
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed 
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim 
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you 
That I might not have, but I did not lose 
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes 
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do 

So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
No, I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me forever, 
now you still can't call me back