Middle Of May

Late December, some things felt off

I was fine till I gave it some thought

Sometimes I feel strange

And I don't know how it got there

But by mid July, I was over us

So I'll make up stuff

Just to get me up in the morning

And when I don't feel fine

I'll just sit and sigh

Till I feel alright

Again

In the middle of may I was in a rut

And I didn't tell anyone, cuz I didn't know what it was

Sometimes I feel stuck

But I don't know how to tell you

I carry a lot of heavy, pointless stuff

So I'll make up stuff

Just to get me up in the morning

And when I don't feel fine

I'll just sit and sigh

Till I feel alright

So I'll make up stuff

Just to get me up in the morning

And when I don't feel fine

I'll just sit and sigh

Till I feel alright

Again