Litter

there's kitty litter at the foot of my bed
and a dark heaviness in the depths of my head

I will never feel lonely
not even when I say goodbye to you

giving the reason I need to work on myself
I should better my health

the way that I think about you thinking about me
it skirts disgusting
and when I say you are too good, you won't believe
because you live day by day,
while I can only pretend

and I'll never make a promise again