Letter

By the time I get to your room 

My emotions been doing backflips 

And it took more than a yard just a reign them in 

The game isn’t lost if we don’t win 

And you ask why I left

I got stuck in some serious traffic 

Now the map is set and the lines are drawn 

I prayed to God

I didn’t get a response

You know where I am

The break through’s breaking in

I’m feeling….grateful

By the time I get to you

You’ve flipped and turned away

There’s a marquee missing a lightbulb

A starting pitcher and he’s all nerve

You better wait for me

I’m your best remaining company

When the people leave and the crowds all gone

Dancing alone with the house lights on

They all scream for more

But we’re already bored

I’m feeling….grateful

The only difference between 

Scared and scarred is just a letter 

When it’s in print it’s definitely deafening

You can do better, you can do better

By the time I get to you 

I’ve already become irrelevant 

Before you know it they’re reimagining

Your life as a mini series 

And in the

Blink of an eye critics are asking for more 

And the studios say I like that 

Just say the thing that you said before

They all scream for more

But we’re already bored

I’m feeling

I’m healing

I’m screaming.

Grateful.