Out of My Depth

Wine for anxiety
Wine for anxiety
Wake up the next morning hazy and dizzy
Advil, I'm balanced again
Green tea for detox
Green tea for health
I can't answer these text messages
Too busy caring for myself
I wanna fuck, but I'm depressed

My dreams have been screaming at me
They have textures and colors
All I see are oranges and reds
My dreams are so vivid
My dreams are so real
In my dreams I talk to friends with no names
Who I don't love anymore
Friends with messages
Dead friends who visit
Friends who see my worth now, but I'm gone
Do my friends dream like this?

Is there a pamphlet for starting over?
Fresh slate
One with nice pictures and soft words
I miss you
I don't want to
I can't believe you fucked me over
Stood by the ocean and prayed you'd
At least pretend to care
One of the very few I trusted
I saw you, the real you
You saw me
That felt good
I thought I lost you
But you lost me
And I know that shit stings
You're a coward
Felt silly for being invested
My love for you was genuine
No goodbye
What you thought I deserved
Like I was a stranger
Well fuck you too
But did you mean it when you said you missed me
Is it still true?
Funny how you say you outline and
Define what it means no be a man
But nigga I don't think I ever met the man in you



Credits
Writer(s): Corrine Jasmin
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