coffeewhiskey

oh now i know i need to leave
so she tells herself again
wipes alittle blood upon her sleeve
but she dont tell herself when
-two gallants

thats it sean, everything set apart from progress...
is yours.
money, less then youve ever had
a girl, less interesting then the last.
friends, fewer every year.
school and classes, burning out my joy in writing.
town always looks the same, spending every day driving around the same town i grew up in for work.
waiting for change...

gandhi said "you must become the change you want"
or something like that...
ill say "change is waiting for the future, but you cant wait for the future to change"

i want to go back to designing my own t-shirts.

p.s. this haunting is flattery but i assure you you're wasting your time.