Change

I toss and I Turn and I
Sweat and I Might just end up sleeping with the cross tonight If these are not the things that I
Never wanted to come across in life
My conscience is conscienceless
Contradiction contradicting I'm the victim But I count the blisters when I count the blessings Like when I would picture Mom in the kitchen I was a kid then It started to kick in My poppa was tripping I wanted to switch them
Convinced that I wasn't gone miss him
You know teenage feels , it seems bleak
The same feeling that came back this week
The doctor knows all my weak links
I see the most in my deep sleep.