50 Minutes.

I don't want to breathe here

if you can't be here.

50 minutes before I slept,

the response I won't accept.

50 minutes in the dark

I need to throw in rude remarks

to balance out the nice things I've said.

Can't let this "love" get to your head.

No, I'm smart, I can be strong.

But 50 minutes, it just seems so long.