all day it's like i've been suffocating in my own brain

there are voices

i can't keep up

they are my voices im not crazy

but they pass through my head they're so distant

like they hapened yesterday

i can't keep up 

they wwant me to do things

there are movements i have to make

probably in the sun

I might take off my pants

Im not sure which is more important

i keep touching my face

the freeway was driving me nuts

i kept touching jy face

i should drink

i keep choking on it

the ice metls

im gonna try harder

im not gonna eat bread

Maybe i'll take off my pants

i have to go now