Those Days

I keep dreaming of people I no longer talk to
These tough parts of life I wish I had a walkthrough
How to deal with self doubt and lack of motivation
This won't be the first time I've slept at the station
So I'm asking myself why the hell do I do it
Lately Me and Success just don't seem congruent
But I'm hoping tonight the temperature rises
So that a frostbitten anthem includes no suprises
I'll keep thinking out loud in rhymes and mathematic structure
Some might call it sublime but I've had quite enough sir
So next time I pray I'll say take me away
Not from this world but from the games that I play
And as I drive myself crazy I notice an ironic smile
Like this is what I've always wanted and I've felt that way for awhile
Half empty Half full both sound like more than enough
As I tell them there's not even a drop in my cup

So ditch your well wishes I think I can make
Pity party on 7th and Russel God knows I'm elevated
And I'll walk down the roads feeling like I fit in
10 minutes later I come back to my scared self again