chill

sitting at a desk at my mom's place
                    supposed to wait
                     dont feel great
                          feelin wood grain
                 it's been one-oh-five days
                             ive been away from my babe
is this pine?
 no
    i'm pine-ing
 		     try-ing not to pay attention
 		     try-ing     to chill
 		 		               "chill..." 

				          its sunny
spilling through the canopy
   trees rustlin in the breeze
               "here to breathe"
    all i been doing is breath--ing
	                      breathe in
	                      breathe out
            fresh air...
            		    mm, but
                              you're over there
                           the split aint fair
        pick up my phone you whisper in my ear
                                 "baby im here"
                          but  you  aint  near

silent

quiet

except the birds chirpin repeatedly
          the kids cryin joy--fully
             neighbour sawing a tree
		                 buzz of the bees
		         everyone acting so free
                                  me...
supposed to wait
 dont feel great