Sortaaa

Chasing the plan just to see it falter

Waiting just to stand, I was scared to alter

Incense in hands at my grandpas altar

The grief haven't left but I've seen it falter

The leaves that have left when the temp gets colder

Health I neglect just to be me longer

The fear that has crept, every step gets calmer

Times that I slept, with my death as a armour

These day it been less content with the drama

Kiss on the neck feel warmer like a sauna

Treasure every breath like the desert treasures water

Ask me if im fine

And I'm bout to say I'm sorta

Will u know me when I'm gone

Will u show me when I'm done

Will u know me when I'm gone

Will u show me when I'm done