The Format:I'm Ready, I Am

I'm nicotine
I'm coming clean
I fooled the crowd
when I made it sound like I was more than ready

strike up the band
deprive my sleep
cause there's no love like apathy
the bell that tolls rings loud enough
that it should have woke us up

I'm trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish I'd wrote
cause i feel like i've been losing you

I read your last entry
over-privileged kids keep crying
the need to fit in gets harder
when living life from a screen

old classmates please drop all your pens
don't write a word cause I won't reply
and I'm not bitter, no it's just I've passed that point in my life

I'm trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish id wrote
cause I feel like I've been losing you
each night it ends too soon
you don't hold me like you used to
and your eyes look like they've seen too much coz
it's always some excuse
too tired, too obtuse
you look so far removed
this time I fear I'm losing you for good

im nicotine im a cash machine
im the color green
and you shoulda seen the looks i just recieved
i need a reason to let go
an intervention a lullaby
something to cure me please believe me

I'm trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish I'd wrote
cause I feel like I've been losing you
each night it ends too soon
you don't hold me like you used to
and your eyes look like they've seen too much but
it's always some excuse
too tired, too obtuse
you look so far removed
this time I fear I'm just not getting through