SEE YOU TOMORROW

Rest in peace, Frank White, pink sky I’m Frankie Ocean
It’s early morning, emotions, I need my Ibuprofen
Rolling straight out of my head, still dwelling on things that you said
Now and again I pretend that the words don’t phase me, you hate me
Still paranoid bout the game that he spit, I’ll be the first to admit
That I need you more than you needed me, my poetry don’t do justice
Build up my kingdom, Augustus, muster the strength to discuss us
Now I can finally say
Stare at the ceiling and wonder about the feelings I’m feeling
Now is it doubt or contempt, a mutual hate for myself
You’d put me back on the shelf if I told you
I’m all alon in this world, you’d have to, see to believ
Hard to believe when I see cause I can’t, tell if it’s real
I’m insecure and I’m lonely, everyone thinking i’m holy I’m not
I’m just a sinner wanting to pull on that trigger
And to my friends yeah I’m sorry that I’m depressed
Just another case of the bends, yeah I hope we can make amends well
Quinn, Rylan, Dylan, and Christian
I love you guys and I’m wishing you well, now and again I regret that I never
came
Now you’re gone and I can not take, all the guilt that I have away
And for that I am sorry, look at the sky and it’s starry
It’s kinda dark in my brain, I’m crossfaded and wasted
Could never take it, escape it and I
And I miss you too much but who the fuck can I judge
I miss my sister and wonder if she’d be proud of her brother
And whether or not she’d look like my mother
My father overprotective about the one she selected
At least that’s what I’m projecting, Hannah I’m seeing you soon
No need to worry bout me, cause if I’m gonna be honest
Yeah, this the best I’m gonna be, And I pray that you see
When you look down and you say that I hope he’s doing ok
I’m paranoid and I hate it, my friends all think that I’m jaded
I’m always thinking about who I could’ve or should’ve been
These are the thoughts that I think, now back to you yeah I’m sorry
And I look back shit I know that I’m going soon, in the early mornings of June
On the 4th to be more specific, the words that I haven’t written
They’re cryptic, and when you’re hearing these lyrics
I pray you call me right now, Look I don’t know if you still have my number
saved
If you don’t remember the way, I still have the hearts by your name
Maybe I’ll give you a call, do you still love me at all
Fact of the matter, I hope that you finally answer
The ringing, getting louder, my heart, beating faster
I’m losing it, now I’m shattered
We’re closing another chapter