Adams apple

Sometimes, when the world feels like it’ll swallow me whole

I make myself smaller, so it’ll grasp what i can’t hold.

It makes me wonder why she tried that stuff that day

Why she sank the ship she sailed so late

I wonder how we were supposed to live

What god thought when he made us like this

So shallow yet so full

A body with a soul, yet no one to hold on to

Life isnt beautiful like i’ve always thought

Its terrible, and it makes people rot

For all things aren’t that great

People just like presuming it that way