…three dots

…three dots, three dots- it must always begin with three dots-

and the letters must be small; cause capital letters don’t belong, capital letters don’t belong-

not the line the dots is on,

not the line the dots is on-

three dots, three dots- there must always be three dots-

been masking my pain for so long, I lose time looking straight at the clock-

so 8 hours feel like 16, then 16 like 32- so when I cry at home for 11 hours straight, the shit really feel like 22-

they got 3 million pills for 6 million reasons, but not one can make you belong-

but not can prolong the seconds of a day, til the time the kids come home- til the time the mask comes on-

not a dose that psyches the mind to hear that applause each time you shower- and a depressed mind, to a depressed mind; when alone, know that shit matters-

three dots, three dots, there must always be three dots-

cause capital letters must be small; cause capital letters don’t belong-

not the line the dots is on,

not the line the dots is on-

hate the drug my mind is on-

and an indifferent one, to an indifferent one would get the shit my mentals’ on-

this dark and lonely zone- this its just me and aint nobody else, ocd’ing and shit kinna’ zone-

three dots, three dots- there must always be three dots.

and the letters must be small- and auto correct is fuckin’ wrong-

auto correct is fuckin wrong!

hate the shit my mind is on-

kb