laundromat

I'm sitting in a laundromat, trying to wring out my feelings

I think I'm no part of that, as the universe is starting to reveal

Life goes on and that's what they're trying to say to me

Staring to the vacancy, all I see are playful things

Faking all this flagrant green, praying that someone's here for me

I pray that someone's hearing me, heart shattered fatality

I think that someone's mad at me, I know that someone's pining me

I hope I'm not too blind to see the signs that wave so casually

I treat them all so commonly, I know it might be hard to leave

Emotions I keep battling, can't have them come out carnally

Emotions that I'm stacking past the pattern, blackened madness