Don’t try, when you lay your head at night the eyes begin to roam into the darkness that’s when your brain decides to turn on its light And your thoughts become like flies Dancing with ideas of tomorrow Although yesterday hasn’t been left behind The present robs your body your consciousness begins to detach Organs run in the back You don’t control where you go When ur soul decides to wander And your senses begin to pause Feeling is no longer a luxury anymore Behind every door is a dream or nightmare It can be both Your new reality is as real As the one you believe you host They call it sleep I call it picking a new character to take control. REM into the deep This is my floating soul.

Recklessly out of order Whoever has the nerve to call on ‘no caller’ must understand If it ain’t saved It means I’m busy “Go away”.

Recklessly out of order My food is just that Labelled even my water Why must I come back To no meal When asked Who was it? Nothing has no owner Recklessly out of order.

Recklessly out of order My parcel is round the corner Well sorta It’s at the address of ..... Not stated on the order Don’t tell me it’s not your fault How did my order end up On someone’s lawn I can’t even order Cause I’m scared of what Hermes might do Say it’s delivered Have it unseen Too busy to fix Where my stuff may be Recklessly out of order Can’t believe their round the corner.

Speak your mind They wish to close And confine What you see Recklessly out of order This child sees no boarders When told to respect his elders He felt no way To tell them what others Wanted to but failed em Words were spoken He nailed them.

This house doesn’t sleep Love creeps Allows you to feel who’s in it Way past being a kid Something that sticks within Magic doors The smile of child On an adventure In a house Full of melting zones Springs in my couch Isn’t something I’ve heard before Innocent laughter Echoed about the rooms Hope it’s safe to be ignored It’s a new couch she’s bought Mom’s not going to like this at all.

I chase materialistic things I’m dying

I give my time to a company I’m dying

I Watch TV I’m dying

11 hours on my phone I’m dying

I wake up I’m dying

Time with my family I’m dying

Time to travel I’m dying

Time to live I’m dying

Time to follow my dreams I’m dying

Time to love everybody I’m dying

There’s time to be grateful We’re all dying