Gravity, metaphorically

An unstable building that’s been
built on shaky ground
and what goes up
must come down
so let’s build it high
and then reinforce
all those little things
so this can run its course.

I know that without windows
you won’t see in
and I know that with the door closed
I am shutting everyone out

I’m concrete,
fake debonair,
with many stories
and endless stares
but you came in,
made it your own,
you’re moving on,
you’re heading home

keep all those sentiments at bay
fire them off when I least expect
at that point in the day
between stable and a wreck.

it was the first time in a long time that I felt alive
at least I tried
and my highest hopes were realized then it flatlined
at least I tried
and I woke up scared but it's alright 'cause nothing's changed
at least I tried