Jordyn Zaino - 24!? (Live)

By 24 I thought I'd have at least some sort of fucking grasp on reality
My thoughts keep slipping through my mind and weathered hands like fine sand at Folly Beach
These extra bones and traumatized body compromised to gift me with resiliency
I need
Joints rolled perfectly
An orgasm (Or three)
Affordable therapy in this godforsaken country
Escape to sleep in the trees
Somewhere on the Georgia AT
Numb like Chester describes
I hope we rest in peace
I don't give a fuck about more money
I don't want to work my joints to dust for pennies
Plans change and re-arrange daily
Go deeper down the drain continually
Set your tired mind free
Scrolling through all these fucking feeds
Constantly searching for dopamine
Distracted by archived memories
Grieve the loss of you and me
Silently

Written by:
Jordyn Zaino

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