I’m always sad when it’s cold. blue mould.
Steamed windows, dripping walls, so cold.
Still angry. Still tired.
Simple, broke, uninspired.
Alone in my room still so wired.
It’s bleeding through the walls, can you see it?
Crawling up my legs and my arms, can you feel it?
Still angry. Still tried.
Simple, broke, uninspired.
Alone in my room, still so wired