The Rest Remains

Got my share, the rest remains
Going so slow pulling the time
Does he travel this road so withered?
Nothing will move you right
But in the morning, I feel concerned
Does it look towards the corner?
But is it really that absurd
To be weary of letters?
Bust my legs late after then
This routines so tired
You still look at me the same
Do you even try?
I’m feelin' stupid and neglected
But still I got more than I deserved
If nothing really matters, why do I even care?
Once you feel these roads collide
Does it make you feel helpless and disgusted?
Maybe to you this does apply, then we’re getting somewhere