Contrast and Compare

between the busy ones

And the ones that don't care

Until there is no one that you really know

So I drift through these days of appointments and promises made

They will all end up broken and quickly replaced.

Weeks are slow, days drag on;

Even practice and parties seem long

But I found myself going

I guess there's nothing to do

Oh well

Group of kids, line of cars,

More will show up after the bars close

There's this boredom that drowns everything.

Bottles break, music plays, conversations competing for space

I look for a corner or a quieter room

There's no heat in this house

I can't breath with these words in my mouth

But I'm not going to say them

Yeah, I've made that mistake before

| Sophie | MN |

Tonight!! :)

Tonight!! :)