Where do i start?

I am at my old place, looking through my old frames, i don't recognize my face at all

I am in your dream-space, i can never replay anything I want

I have got a real poor reaction to chemistry, i never know what to say, how the fuck did you connect with me?

Probably anxiety

I just want to be alone, maybe sleep it off

Looking at my graffiti at my old school, I don’t remember why I wrote what I did

Don’t feel like the same kid

Feel like me kid?

I got a modern issue, I just want to sit around and read philosophy so i feel smarter than I am

I keep staring at this void coming from my chest, it tells me i can only write what’s surface at best

What am i even supposed to show?

Is this what it’s like from now on?