​five year plan

You say I'm not of this world
Get confused when I don't know how it works
I'm stuck in cycles I made by myself
I blame it all on me there's nobody else

Maybe ill just fry my brain
Stare into the sun to feel something
Spend all my money just in case
'Cause there's a chance that I'm not waking up

I tell you that I wouldn't kill myself
Because I'm brand new every single second
I think I already killed myself
I'm a novice necromancer I don't know what I'm doing

I think I'm so of this world
Think I feel just like everybody elsе
Lunch lady treats me like I'm prеcious to protect
She knows more than I ever could

I wish I could just stay right here
Sit still in my sixth-grade bedroom
I don't know how to feel
Coming up on my first forevers

You say that I can't run from myself
Because they'll always be two steps ahead
Subconsciouses speeding up
And I don't know where the fuck they're going