Sunday

I don't know where I am
Don't say, that's not diplomatic
Watch yourself
And make sure that you're never too real
And don't be too specific, Pacific
I hate this place for taking what I had
So what I never used it
Now, I'm starting over
With my countless microscopic problems
Insignificant, considerable, I'll never find out
And why couldn't you just tell me
'Cause I can take it
Now it's broken, and I'm falling
But you won't help me up

But, I'm okay

I wish we'd never come to the Colonies
Now we're stuck
It's honestly too much geography for me
And why couldn't we just let them be
Here, take a hospital
But God forbid your children want to come back
No, stay where you're born
Unless you're wealthy
Then you go where you please
Pillage, rape, steal
In a system that no one can escape

But, I'm okay

I'm not an academic
Wish I'd done it
It's too late, too long to start it
Mathematic, cinematic
Whatever it takes to not end up and be alone
It's not automatic
Feel like no one showed us a thing
So tell me how to get it

I'm okay
I'll stay

Don't make me talk
Know how I feel
See through this shield
Make me feel healed