Pokemon Master

Street talk and all the situations

That make me feel awkward

Or the words that I can't stand

So I'll try to shuffle out of

Every conversation

I don't want to talk about your cats or feelings

Of depression

Cause it's easy to say "I'm feeling fine"

I just sleep too much

Don't eat enough,

and feel like jumping from a cliff

But that's too long

Of a drive

So I'll just stay in bed

Passing the time

Thinking back to a lost kid

Box haired, socially impaired

Scared to death of a world

Outside of his four walls

And these blind eyes still see through broken lenses

But he can't feel a thing

It's all closing in

Nothing makes sense

In a world so greed driven

I'm trying to see over the hill

But it's more oncoming traffic brought on by panic

And I'm fucked