five year plan

By June Henry

On sweet time

Released on November 5, 2022

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You say I'm not of this world

Get confused when I don't know how it works

I'm stuck in cycles I made by myself

I blame it all on me there's nobody else

Maybe ill just fry my brain

Stare into the sun to feel something

Spend all my money just in case

'Cause there's a chance that I'm not waking up

I tell you that I wouldn't kill myself

Because I'm brand new every single second

I think I already killed myself

I'm a novice necromancer I don't know what I'm doing

I think I'm so of this world

Think I feel just like everybody elsе

Lunch lady treats me like I'm prеcious to protect

She knows more than I ever could

I wish I could just stay right here

Sit still in my sixth-grade bedroom

I don't know how to feel

Coming up on my first forevers

You say that I can't run from myself

Because they'll always be two steps ahead

Subconsciouses speeding up

And I don't know where the fuck they're going