sometimes catch myself
Looking at ceilings
Imagining myself
Upside down
Through the cacophony of underrated lyrics
And unrecognized potential;
Through the telescope view of empty bottles
And bottomless glasses
What has your life become?
Who are you now?
A hopeless sleepwalker
Pacing the halls of memory
Leaving behind all practically
I’ve forgotten just how relaxing this can be
I’ve forgotten you
I’ve forgotten the bliss love brings
And now
I sometimes catch myself
Looking at ceilings
And imagining my life
Upside down