Mentions

poprap

Mentions—always in my mentions but never getting mention  
Pulse runnin’ cold—still beggin’ for connection  
Eyes dimmed down—burnt out from the crying  
Hallucinations blur the frame—I’m stuck in the static  
Now I’m ghostin’ in my own skin  
22 candles burned down—still can’t light the way  
Lookin’ in the mirror, dazed—lights flicker like a warning  
Callin’ out three times, but the silence feels like mourning