Busy

We should
But we never do

We never turn
Never decide
Never call
No happy shit

Apologies.

I don't want to always be the troubled one
But none of the rocks are sharp enough
And nobody's words are right enough
And I can't seem to grow up.

I have stopped praying for you

I don't want anyone to notice
Please notice.

It won't happen again,
But it will.

Bound to so many things
Am I bound to you?
Can we be unbound?

Business is not unlike the rocks
It is not sharp enough.