D.P. Johnson - Blue Room (Interlude) Lyrics

Lately this has felt like a mistake
I think that you're already over this
Your friends tried to write it off as toxic
I tried my best but I ain't over shit
Life with you's like being trapped in glass
We see each other but we always distant
No matter how clear the picture is
When you and I touch I can feel resistance
I do my best to be a better man
But it's all results and always f*ck intent
The gap widens and I stay losing
For somebody trying it's f*cking intense
You can never see the stress I live
You're so blase when I cry for help
I'm aware that everybody's fighting war
But I'm dying try to save myself
Pushed it down to be a workaholic
But the music's lame outside of album
I bite my flows from all my favorite artists
I'm well aware that I'm a f*cking joke
Success is weighted by how you're pushing dollars
Can't move forward cuz I'm f*cking broke
Still anxious when I grab the mic
Cuz I know eventually I'm bound to choke
At the wrong time when it counts the most
And I'm paranoid at putting all this time
Into a craft that someone else decides is dope
Can't even come to claim it mine
When it comes to half of all the shit I wrote
Could've worked harder to perfect a craft
Instead of standing here like I can do the most
Really thinking about exiting
Really thinking about medicine
Hate all mirrors cuz apparently when they stare at me
They look menacing
Wishing it conveyed exuberance
Understanding that I'm blue as shit
And I'm sober now so there's truth in this
Johnson