My penmanship is sinking
But these words float
On notes of folded binder paper
Light blue lines guide
The sentence i gave myself
Written in repetition: "i want to disappear, i don't belong here"
The greener gra** i strived to reach
Is just broken gla** in the sand of the beach
That rolls its wavy tongue at me
Broken gla** in the sand
Letters to a younger me read: "hey kid, where do you get off?
Those punches you're pulling are still too soft give me one on the chin
Give em one in the guts"
My penmanship is sinking
But these words float
On bar-tops and napkins
So i don't forget what i wrote
Put another quarter in the jukebox
Just don't play one about the sea
I don't want to be reminded of me