Another sleepless night
watching the shadows on the wall
Another stupid fight
answering a late night, fuck you, call
Nothing but bad tv on
as I ignore the text alerts
Waiting anxiously for dawn
so, I can escape it all, at work
When will my life get easier
like a toothache, that won't quit
Please just sent that random meteor
to relieve me from this shit
There has to be a way
to find some peace and satisfaction
Who do I have to pay
to do away with this distraction
My jeans fit way too tight
and last night, I bit my tongue
When I try to do what's right
I'm the one who steps in dung
If there's a hornets nest around
you can bet I'm getting stung
My ladder fell hard to the ground
with my leg stuck in the rung
Yeah, that's the way my luck goes
I don't know why I even fight it
Leave it to me, overexposed
bout the time those stupid jeans split
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
Completely relatable. In the picture, I'm assuming the cups represent how much one cares. The stack of cups on the left are for when you're full of care while those on the right are for when you couldn't care less.
Omgggg, I really wish for that random meteor to hit! Fingers crossed! 🤣🤣🤣
Kelli, loved it!