Eighty degrees

Long pants and sleeves

I don't mind the looks 


(with my)  Shades on

                    I'm gone                                    

(on my)      Mellow Moody Mourning


(I'm a)        Nut-case, slow pace

                    My life's no race

                    Nobody bothers blowin' my phone


Hey, its me

How, you been lately?


I don't know when this started

now I'm hurting, broken-hearted

Silence scrapes and bends

Leaves you raw

Fake friends

Hey, its me

How, you been lately?


  • AlexHoy

    I like it. Good write.

  • SLR

    I like it too and it'd be interesting to know the tune in your mind while you wrote it. If you finish it be sure to post it.

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