Pillowcase

You set a course for New York City
To live the lie that you devised
But in the place that never seems to fall asleep
You
Could never close your eyes

That 20 dollar avocado toast
Will make your savings decompose
And you're barely keeping up, with all your bills you feel so fucked
And then you wonder
If this is really growing up

Another pretty girl
Another tired face
Another dream gone cold
Now its dying on your pillowcase
Another day gone by
But you still feel outta place

One more sun drowns in the Hudson
A brand new building scrapes the sky
But your patience is running out, convictions get replaced by doubts
You're slipping
And no one's there to break your fall

Now maybe it's just the hand of fate
Calling bluffs and making bets you thought you'd never make
You're outta luck and broke,
Your friends so goddamn woke
And you won't make it through another day
You're past your expiration date

Another pretty girl
Another tired face
Another dream gone cold
As you cry into your pillowcase
Another year gone by
And you still feel out of place

Summer heat has you moving slow
Through crowded blocks where tourists roam
Where strangers become friends who wind up in each other's photographs
But you
You're nothing but a ghost