defectiveminds:

Most of the Time - Turnover

You can find me drifting slowly sinking beneath the sea
Try to catch my breath, a silent struggle drowned in my apathy
Yeah I’m still caught up in all the things I know I’ll never be
Erase me

You won’t find me
Because I don’t know where I am myself you see
I’ve been waiting for so long and hoping that I’d see
A sign to point me in the right direction
Where I am the signs have been torn down
No I won’t be found

Anonymous: how tall are u

6’1