Your Bathroom

There for me

White knuckled on the sink

Can’t you hold me long enough

To get me through tonight

Say to me

What do you think it means

When I tell you about that dream

Where I was dying

But I feel fine,

I’m in my prime

Sincerity

Is meaningless to me

Honestly?

I can’t tell the difference

Hating things

Doesn’t come easy

With your fingers digging

Into my shoulder

A lasting

Mark that you can see

Is all I want lately

Maybe forever

But I feel fine,

Is that my line?

Sincerity

Is meaningless to me

Honestly?

I can’t tell the difference