Chewed up Cheeks - Cassels

One of those days

When your face feels like a papier-mâché approximation of a face

One of those days

Where your head droops

Weighed down

Hanging off straining fibres and sinews

Now every stuttering sentence you speak

Seems to leave your chewed up cheeks

Incomplete and…

Thoughts are circuitous

Repeat on an endless loop

Thoughts are circuitous

Repeat on an endless loop

Thoughts are bleak

And these are the times when writing things down acts as some release for me

But I know

For most of you the same may not apply

So while I’m usually suspicious of the pithy and crass

The cheesy and officious

I think it’s time for me to speak as plainly as I can

At those times when I’ve been at my lowest

Music and songs have kept me going

So by all means cry

There’s no need to be stoic

But in the darkest of times I want you to know this: this song is for you

This is the sound of my suspending my cynicism for just one second

This is the sound of me inverting my self-indulgent introspection

This song is for you