Short Circut
It’s been a while since we last spoke. Since I saw you do coke in the back of your friends car. I was in awe and in shambles. It seems like yesterday we were eating Campbells. I can’t believe that now your life is just a gamble. It looks like the fire’s out on your candle. You run to me and ask “What’s up?” Casual. I say “What’s up with you? I see you with your crew, running it.” She said “Screw you, look at you, talking all blunt and shit.” She’s faded so she’s stumbling, it sounds like she’s mumbling. I can barely hear her. It seems like the drugs are kicking in. It’s blistering cold. She’s gotten so bold to tell me what’s in her soul, but that’s not the girl from old. She’s changed. Like rounds at a gun range, and it’s strange to think that I could be the blame.
#October32
