Sheepman

nobody’s ever taught me when to stop watering my plants

there’s gonna be an ocean in my room soon

i found a book called ‘dance with the sheepman’, i think it’s gonna scare me, i wanna read it

anyways

nobody’s ever taught me how to differentiate reality, reality and all the other things

frankl said, i just have to find something i’m willing to get lost in

and he has to know

and he has to know

and he has to know

i like the way my guitar feels on my chest, i give her my rhythm when i’m at my best and

she gives me hers when i forgot how to breathe

i wonder how my younger self would like the way my face looks now

would she be disappointed or relieved?

nobody’s ever taught me how to differentiate reality, reality and all the other things

frankl said, i just have to find something i’m willing to get lost in

but i have always been this way

when i was small, i counted the sun rays

when i’m in the ocean, you’re my shore

i’ve never seen myself with eyes as kind as yours

i’ve never seen myself with eyes as kind as yours