Cans

I'm standing on this bridge for the 7th time in 7 days
the trains never move while I'm standing here
when I get home, I hear the whistle
and I grin, sort of

I'm feeling this way for the rest of my life
alone in alleys, apartments, mountains
pleading for validation
from you

I'm making self-destructive decisions for 2 years straight
taking anything, everything, and anyone
that will take me
somewhere