maybe I'll start
smoking next year
& I'll use the butts
to balance
shakey tables
shakey anxiety
if times imaginary
whys it fuck with my head
so much
ego or something
some book will offer all the
answers
$19.95
+ inflation rates
i'll sell my peace
for acceptance
she got in my head
now its a headtrip
is it rebellion for a grown man
to cry
theyll say how great you are
when you die
not a threat anymore
bogus society
wind blowing
pollination?
I dont trust the science
I trust my heart
but it doesnt make any
sense
not really
feel me
tried my damndest
didnt go as I planned it
the plants are magic
dont have bAd habits
-
sorry for looking at your
girlfriend
who was looking at me
sorry they got you to
pretend anything was yours
sorry
im just here to use the
bathroom
sorry they dont love me
Im bugging
put up walls
even if they wanna fuck me
sorry dad
sorry mom
sorry for writing
ugly graffiti on the wall
sorry for leaving
sorry for staying
sorry for smelling
& exhibiting grayness
actually really sorry
to "my" dog
what a man
to have to follow around
I came back
dont know why
sit around
looking for life
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