sweater

Always wondered how it worked out for everyone else Some stay in the inside lane, I'm running on the out I see trees and plants go past us again Pay attention to what I see, what a world of severity 17, not mentally, still slippin' like I got no traction Keepin' quiet bout my life well, writings redacted Here I stay sitting I'm moving near 60 Up in my head, think I'm winning But getting drained over this shit It's like the roads blocked now And I cant shut my mouth Shocked still, I'll say out loud The year has passed, can't turn around