they say they're magic, if you'd have just a taste.

so,

i think it's safe to say

that yesterday was hands down

the most ridiculous tuesday of my life.

i can't even begin to describe the thoughts that went through my head.

there were too many,

too random.

a battle between consciousness and my wandering mind.

tuesday was definitely a good idea.

have you ever felt like you had a golden touch?

watching decisions made and advice given blossom,

all your picks are winners.

and everything you thought would happen,

all you warned them about,

well it happened.

so how come

this new-found green thumb

won't soil my roots?

why do i feel

like the last kid on the lunch line?

the last one waiting at the station?

the only one who has no idea what the fuck is going on?

the prison guard's left,

and he's given you the key,

but you're still in that same old cell.

because this wall i've built up is higher than my expectations,

and so much stronger than what i have to offer.

its like all the words on the tip of your tongue,

had you finished before you'd even begun

because leaving's never as easy as being left.