Somedays
Some days I don't wanna talk
Rather walk my own shame today
Sometimes I don't know why
I push off the hand you lie on my shoulder
And I know that I'm getting older
What will I do when I don't have a mother
And I know that time is elastic
What will I do when I can't even ask it
To slow down
Some days
Some days
Some days I don't wanna feel that way
But today
I may
Sometimes I just wanna cry
Fly high away from the city I dreamt of
Somehow I always slip up
Springtime leaves me in a funk alone
And last night I thought of my brother
What will I do if we only drift further
And I'm tired of the obligations
Failing to meet all of their expectations
Some days
Some days
Some days I don't wanna feel that way
But today
I may