Productive Hesitation

Oh, so you’ve seen better days? So your shadows walked straighter before, You’re who you are and you’re not getting any younger You said to count me in Well now I’m counting my blessings One at a time to remind me what will be there when you’re not Is the past behind you? It seems more like its calling you out to your face These messages that you ignore are open doors to the future Open them wide so you and your ego can fit inside them Oh, and how it hurts to be so right all the time Your phone is your only life support and now it’s leading you to become the things you hate about yourself It’s ironic how you don’t see it, looking in a mirror half your life (She’s on the rise again) She’s gonna be an internet star! I’d count your blessings while you can Your phones your only life support