Mylar

Wrap my head in a Mylar bag
Watch my pullbox overflow
No sleeping any more
Just reading
Wrap my whole past life in a pretty pretty bow
And I fell so lost
I’m placing bets that I will never win
And I still feel so low
No conformation of no enterprise will undo this
What I don’t seem to understand
Deplete the body but the head explodes
Only reason to complain
To dry your lips inside a bucket of pain