Come Back To Earth [§weet♡Dreams Revision]

My regrets 
Look just like texts 
I should have sent 
And all of those 
"Love You"s 
Never given to 
All my Good friends 

I just need a way out 
Of this bed 
I'm so tired of being stuck 
N§ide my head 

In my own way 
This feels like living 
At least it's how 
I kill the time 

Swimming N Circles 
Kinda feels like moving 
& yet -soon– You will find Ü 
Never actually found anything new 

All the things 
I pretend I do 
To make myself 
Feel important 

Though, I'll never tell 
My §elf the Truth 
Because I'm not even 
My own friend 

Don't You know that 
November Rain may 
Really arrive 
Late N May? 

And how, sometimes 
Summer forecasts 
Turn out snow 
Not rain? 

Gray haze, corn maze 
Then, sent into a craze 
Lost in mine Midwest N§anity 
When is the end to this Calamity? 

My regrets 
Look just like texts 
I should have sent 
And all of those 
"Love You"s 
Never given to 
All my good friends 

I just need a way out 
Of this bed 
I'm so tired of being stuck 
N§ide of my head 

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[Inspiration: “Come Back To Earth” by Mac Miller]

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[alt. drafts]

My regrets
Look just like texts
I should have sent
& all those
“I Love You”s
I never gave to
My good friends

I just need a way out
Of this bed
I’m so tired of being stuck
N§ide my head

In my own way
This feels like living
At least it’s how
I kill the time

Swimming N Circles feels
Like moving, kinda
Yet you’ll find, soon
You never find anything new

All the things
I pretend I do
To make myself
Feel important

& I’ll never tell
My §elf the Truth
’cause I’m not even
My own friend

Don’t You know that
November Rain may
Really arrive
Late N May?
& how sometimes
Summer’s forecast
Turns out snow
Not rain?

Gray haze, corn maze
Sent into a craze
Lost in my Midwest N§anity
When is the end to this Calamity?

My regrets
Look just like texts
I should have sent
& all those
“I Love You”s
I never gave to
My good friends

I just need a way out
Of this bed
I’m so tired of being stuck
N§ide my head