The Counselor's Office: a Present Example of Past Procrastinations - Kaonashi

I recognize that chair,

There’s something familiar about the leather

And I feel like shit,

I guess I must have brought the weather.

There is nothing you can tell me that I haven’t heard before,

Stuck here in the Counselor’s office, teacher must have thought I lost it.

We all just want you to be all that you can be before you end up D-E-A-D.

Cover my teenage soul in chicken noodle soup right out the can.

Water into wine, I’m making the most out of a bad time.

Wine into water, therapy terribly ruined your daughter.

We can help!

The parents, the doctor, the teacher, the pastor… fuck that.

Let us in!

A glass can only spill what it contains.

We love you!

I know and I feel it, I see it, I just can’t believe it.

How was school?

It was fine

But I can’t stop thinking about this weird fat guy in a purple tie.

I remember everything that he said to me,

About how the little things become big things.

Listen this is what he sang.

All the problems I have come from the lack of anyone to talk to and being

scared to.

All the small things they stay with me and it’s been so hard to carry but I do.

Make a change cause you’re killing your, selfishly you feed into this cycle

That’s running you in circles spinning staying idle.

Mark my words, everyone has a limit, and when they reach it, you’ll wish you

listened.

Just listen.

I should have never talked and I shouldn’t have said anything.

Just forget it, I should have never ever talked.

The writing’s on the wall.

Pull the trigger and the nightmare stops, go.

All the problems I have come from the lack of anyone to talk to and being

scared to.

I’m scared.