Déjà Vu

Some days feel sharper than they should
Like air that cuts instead of soothes
Street signs blink, then look away
As if they almost had something to say

I shake it off, call it a phase
But déjà vu won't leave my gaze

Something's off, I can't define
Just a crack along the line
I don't ask, I don't resist
I just live inside the drift
If there's more behind the wall
It's not calling — just a pull

Clocks hesitate before they move
A laugh repeats, a changed groove
People pause a second too long
Like they're waiting for a song

Maybe I'm tired, maybe it's me
Or maybe things aren't meant to be seen

Something's off, I can't define
Just a crack along the line
I don't ask, I don't resist
I just live inside the drift
If there's more behind the wall
It's not calling — just a pull

I won't chase the open door
Some truths ask for nothing more
If it breaks, I'll let it break
I don't need to see the fake

Something's off, still feels okay
Like a dream that chose to stay
If the ground gives way someday
I was here — I played the game

Lights flicker, then behave
Nothing strange… nothing to save