Eggshells crack
In the mirror
While you’re searching
For yourself
The floor is paved
With gold and laved
And hot sulfur
Will you vie

Turning away
Isn’t the worst thing you could do
Growth and perseverance force you
To stay true

Are you loving life
Through the pain and strife
As your dancing with your personality
Don’t mind your shadow
Laughing
While your waltzing with
Your demons

Who said
Life was easy
They’re full of ****
But I promise you
The struggles worth it!

Burning ties
Changing tides
And nullifying
Ebb and flow
Don’t be afraid
To fight the currents
Or status quo

BE YOU!
Are you loving life
Through the pain and strife
As your dancing with your personality
Mind you not
That your shadows laughing
While you’re waltzing with
Your demons

If Variety is the
Spice of life
Than self depreciation
Is the perfect mixer
To add to your cup

Drink up
It’s a happy hour special
Sit down
Stay a while
There’s no use
For denial
If you can’t fake a smile
For another day
Or another mile
Kissing ***
For years on end
Till you’re senile

What’s a check worth
If you aren’t growing
Misery shows its head
Every night at the bar

And you aren’t even growing.

Look inward
And laugh
It’s the ROI
When you’ve become
jaded and cynical and you don’t know why

Bye bye bye  
Your style of music has died
And girls are awry
For the  ******* that is Beiber
Who's music is in the style
Of your classic songs

Bi-buy-bye
Cold- old- scold
You can't start a brand new mold
Ya'll are an an ear-sore
And the chances that you'll never score big
Like you did before

Your music not from the backstreets boy
Your voice is artificially so that  your music is onl in sync
Your style is not new
You’re the 2nd generation of boys who aren’t men
Your lyrical ‘spears’ are choppy sin

I will not
Hide my shame
I cannot
Mend your scars
I will not
Actively ignore
Or discard

My hatred
For what we’ve become
Give me the gun
I’ll shoot the flag in half
And sew it back together

We can
Not blame the hate
On the other side
If we
Don’t look at ourselves
(And) Realize
That we’re all to blame
(We’re all to blame)
No ones
A special snowflake

Flames of the end shine endlessly
We’re all to blame to blame

I hate
Everyone equally
It’s not about gender or race
I hate myself too
At times I feel like

We romanticize the hell we create
No ones
accepting responsibility
Blame left, blame right
We never looked inward
To realize  that we’re part of the issue

Ours isn’t ours
Mine isn’t yours
Theirs isn’t I’s
And everybodies a victim of themselves
Grow the **** up
And accept the fate
Of the world has pre determined
We live and grow
Die and appreciated for the memories we leave behind
My generation is one swine
Lead on by the parents
Who draw incorrect and far fetched parallels of Peeceived ****** or Socialism

Only we the people
Can make America great again
Turn inward
And realize that by voting
We actively contribute to our perpetual demise
Lawyer, businessman, and politicians don’t fix anything

We’ve done this to ourselves

As I walk through the mall
At the foot of l.A
I took to the side
Trying to keep my homies at bay
Because
I need to start a trend at school
So the even the jocks will be looking like tools
You better watch your reputation
I really dislike trippin
But a gotta though
Cause target and hot topic are out-dated
Like Weird Al’s flow
But I don't disrespect
Cause you're not a threat
Soon you and your clique will be the back  of the pack
We've been spending most our lives
Living in a hipster's paradise
We all buy hot topic products at half price
Living in a hipster's paradise
We all wear designer shoes
Living in a hipster's paradise
We're all sleep twelve then press snooze
Here in a hipster's paradise

We all look alike
So no one can tell
We're a nation of fools with nothing to sell
Our clothes be all Ralph Lauren or Adidas
We all eat the fat snacks symbolized by cheetahs
We all eat fast food
Then answer to China
Nothings  ever different can't you see
We've created hipster's paradise
Ruining you and me

Dear Lord
**** the trends
I'm begging you please
Or we'll all be bound to follow
On our knees

Fiona

I haven’t seen you in years
I could wait a bit longer
But  I feel that
Something in my life is missing
Maybe it’s you
Maybe it’s me missing myself
I’m fixated on why
I’m still thinking about this

Gotta let it go


Reminiscing
on childhood days
Schoolyard plays
The jealousy
I had
So long ago has dissipated
Still, my feelings haven’t gone
Despite my best efforts


I don’t mind being alone
It’s made me stronger
Anyway, How are you doing
Today after all this time
I’m still the same as I was 15 years ago

I never changed
rI guess I grew up
Marginally
I’m slightly smarter
And a tad more witty
Yet I’m still
as insecure as before


Oh, Fiona

All the energy I’ve wasted
Trying to forget
I should just reach out
This isn’t obsession yet
But I fear that’ll develop


Eventually


I don’t mind being alone
It’s made me stronger
Anyway, How are you doing
Today after all this time
I’m still the same as I was 15 years ago

My vanity decried
feelings are massively tried
tested- a hearts apartheid

feelings inside put out
to the side as i hide away
the contradictions

Rain falls on my head
a hearts apartheid isn't dead
blue eyes hide fire inside

Riding on
A chariot to nowhere
Going forward, you’ll see
nothing
But the vision of memory

Riding on
A chariot to nowhere
Feelings uknown
Are you willing explore

Find the answer
This isn’t about truth
This is personnel
This is deliberate
This is everything
This is you
The mirror distorts
The clearest image

Parallelograms
Go unparalleled
Until  trapped
by trapezoids
That
are than fused and molded
To fit inside
Rhombuses

For the squares who
Lack imagination
You’ve likely raised a brow at this notion
And for the cynics ever questioning
I say congratulations
You’ve done a stellar job... at proving nothing
Life is about the possibility of what could be
Based on what is
Improbability lives only in the minds
Of those who’d prefer to Uber to a dream
Just to avoid a toll
And if rules must be broken
So that tradition may redefine itself
Then who’s to stop it

Heat
Mustered from the brow
To please the gods
Expression at its finest
The flame illuminates
The passion of the soul
While simultaneously
Stabilizing the feisty  and **** nature
Of the mind.

Smoke evaporates
Into the sky
Now we wait for communication
If clouds part the smoke, peace will return
If smog thickens
We pray for forgiveness
All year until the solar eclipse

I think we’ve reached
A new low
People have forgotten
How to google
I question how
People could be functional
With this amount of stupidity

Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely

I’m sorry
Our generation of college
Educated
Could degenerate
How do you become

Incapable
How did you get
Such a high-paying job?

Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely


Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely

The angels congregate
Enforcing policy
Under a crimson horizon
Where devils cry
In glee

wherever roaming
Takes us, we’ll find
Peace
Where the dusk may sleep

There was a snake
That lived in a cake
And he whispered sweat lies
He came last week
To sue for peace
With a pair of bankrupt eyes

There’s a woman
Who lives in a thimble
She wanted to be a *** symbol
She was attractive there’s no doubt
But her actions were saved when the internet  went out

Their was a cactus
Short and stout
He was thirsty
“ Water” he’d shout
puridy me and make me whole
Holes in my border I’ll make swole
My country needs so I’ll chrun out shots
Of myself in the form of acid rain

Knife in the Back

Do you feel alone
Disenfranchised
Destitute and defeated
I don’t have the answers you seek
But I do have a voice
And At the end of the day
You do possess
Freedom of  choice
Made by the self
Not by partisan parties
Vying for your vote
Or media
Reenforcing their doctrine and stances

Pre chorus
So raise your voice up
Against all odds
Be the individual
Be a beacon for others
Be your guiding light
Tonight, fight groupthink
Donkeys and elephants

Chorus 1

The world’s what you make it
My friends
It doesn’t have to be paved
With unanswered ends
With swelling lungs as jagged pills
Life’s a screensaver of rolling hills

Chorus 2
I’m not implying  that utopias real
bur peace could exist
Without  demo reels
Or a knife in the back
Of your free-thinking mind



Verse 2

Just close your eyes
Imagine possessing
Lenses to sift through the ****
See yourself
As a human
Of equal standing
And not as  a yes-man
Nor slave master or captain of a ship

Chorus 3


Today you’re an individual
Redeemed  of your sin
Of conformity
You don’t need to have power
To know you have a voice
And a choice
That you’ve no need
To apologize for


Bridge 2

The worlds a confusing place
But it is what we make  it
So let’s make it right
By doing right
And not just being Right

End

Don’t succumb
And be brain dead
As they wish

Would you
Tell me that I’m wrong
If I insinuated that
We’re living in a cage
Does this notion
Leave you enraged

What’s the world doing right now?
Closing its eyes
Covering its ears
the rings of tomorrow still reverberate
The yesteryear of today

Everything reflects
Everything reflects

Life is taken seriously
But we can’t be too cynical
Politics, media institutions
At points are hysterical
But how is it we’ve become so jaded
The laws we follow only reflect our ethics
But erhics wrent fully right

What about the human makes us complete?
Emotions?
Control?
Balence?
Understanding?

Easier terms and vanacular
Exist to
Reenvigorate
The spirt that we all understand
The spirt of connection
And the mastery of unity through compromise

The exploration and advancement of fallacy has gone on for too long

Blaire the blonde
And Brandy the brunette
Trying to settle an arbitrary cliche
Something that started eons ago won't be ending today
Brandy will get you drunk
Off of ***
Blaire will trick you into loving her (blonds are smarter than often credited)
Blaire is the tonic that put brandy out of business
Yet Blaire is broke
Brandy's boyfriend sold coke
And Brandy consulted Blaire
As a sister whom she adored
Blair gave her some shifty advice
(“******* is caffeine, morphine of high, buy it don't abuse it like I know you will or your surely die”) Brandy decided to sell herself to the streets and became an escort
Blair died of old age alone and homeless
So the moral of the story is that of Robin Hood in reverse When you go over a traverse it's smarter to make stupid decisions some of the time

When in doubt go with red

What is your wish?
To serve retribution in a dish
What is you goal
Are you vying to dig this country
Into a proverbial hole

Is it partisan politics
That divides us?
Is it not the people who
Congregate
To decide
Whatever happened to soul
We cannot blame
Nor scapegoat a single man
Nor a single party
Just because we don’t agree with them

But rationality looses
And both sides grow a third hand
****** are the people
Who can’t talk
Who can’t speak
Who can’t hear the truth

We’ve ****** ourselves
And know we the people
Have to gain a collective consciousness
And gather

But that won’t ever happen
So instead
We try to make sense of it
We scapegoat
And lie to ourselves
By giving politicians the power

But it seems
We can’t forgive
Or in the very least accept
That we’ve trusted for too long
And that we’ve abandoned
Core values
For what we consider newer values
That, without reason or rhyme
Are the status quo

How do we know the answer...
When the question of origin is unknown

Don’t you feel gratified
In the safety of your thoughts
Utopia exists
As a mode of escapism
What was is now what is
And what will always be us

Divided we stand
Independently falling
In unison
A nation destroyed
By its own people

Give them drugs
To ease the pain
Give them love
To numb the pain
Revolution
To fulfill the fallacy of nirvana
And a coupon
For better ideas

You wonder why she’s leaving
She said the *** was good
She looks unhappy
You didn’t listen before

I’m certain she’s sick
Of this
But not you

Done being coy
If she were a boy
She’d ******* over
It’s all the same
Nothings changed

History lives in vain
You weren’t chivalrous
****** healing, you must be delerous
She ain’t self righteous

If she ain’t *******
She should leave
This is a more emotional commitment  for her
you didn’t deliver her good
And you think you did well.

I can’t freestyle
No I can’t freestyle

Stream of conciousness
Is the best you can hope for

Haven’t you ever heard of
Poetry in motion?
The concept of the brain working in cycles
The idea that metaphors are
Paramount
And the idea that words are the bond

Clearly not
You’re shocked
And rocked to the core
Every time someone opens their mouth
You adore
The rhyme
You believe it’s a crime to
Have words that don’t connect well
Well to that I say
I’ve made a shotty friend today
Your tongue is trigger happy
But you’ve got nothing to say

How many tears
Will you cry
Before the tide collides
With the horizon of life
And how many rings
Will you keep on your shelf
Triumphantly
Before you’re roasted you
Your soul can’t make the rent
And 7 monthly alimony payments
Won’t save you



Modern day Nero
Surrogate zero
A ‘ heroes’ worst enemy is themself

Floating alone
In the tears of Saturn
Her rings bequeath you
Dreaming of matrimony
But you aren’t wholly holy within

You’re getting married again?
You should’ve stayed single
7 days resting— will you pray
On the eighth
Baby I wouldn’t *******
I’d feel unprotected
But I would buy you a drink
If you’d just

STOP CRYING!

The jurors eyes
Are blind to the facts
The executioner
Sits and laughs
Judging minds
Sewed an inevitable  relapse

Mists of porcelain
Tides of clay
High cynicism
Forecasted today

Ebb and Flow
Have a great marriage
But you’ll never catch them
in a carriage
Fated fading ecstasy
  find their rings returned to Saturn
Yet she remains blue
Her orbit remains in tact
Despite feeling unglued

I’m with him
Despite his lack of morale
I’m with her
Despite corruption and false pretense
I’m with you
Despite our difference
We can work together
To be more open
And less divisive

Can’t fight the fact
That opinions aren’t universal
That humankind
Talks out of its ***
That everyone’s their own
Prison *****
I can’t be a loner
Apparently we all need
to socialize
What if we
Could work together
Resemble harmony
Without striving for perfection
With reason and rhyme
What a brighter paradigm
That would be

But it’s impossible
Because we still don’t
Understand
The difference between

Being right doing right
Everyone’s so obsessed
With being on top
When unbeknownst to them
They’re ******* themselves


I don’t have
All the answers
I’m no genius
I’m human
And ask

When did
Human  nature
Become an algorithm
That we can’t crack

We make rubble out of statues
And pain out of “ love”
I wish I wasn’t a cynic
Our nations
Starting to die so young

It’s not the left or the right
controlling us tonight
It’s us (without a doubt)
Why can’t we see

That we are the people
And we’re stronger as one
But we elect  the vote that sends us
Straight to hell

What if it were different
And we could compromise
I know that
That’ll  never happen
Emotions are to codified
And solidified by either side
Without justification

We just ebb and flow (x16)

If you say it  has to end
I’m  not sorry, my friend
I’ve always been a party of one
And I don’t burn
When I’m facing sun
If you asked do you care
I would say if I course I do
Somes bridge must be burnt
or we’d never ******* grow

Why am I always so headstrong
Why am I so **** lonesome
I don’t mind loneliness
I just mind my mind
Thinking  it’s right all the time
Even when it’s not in my best interest

I’m a stubborn *******
With a tendency to be blunt
Call me an ******* I’d you want
I’ll tell you the truth always
Friend, lover, significant other
No one will be spared
Honesty is nice
But people seem to want to beat around the bush
Thursday to save face

But that ain’t a friend

Characters
And caricatures
Silhouettes of what we want
To be
Are ever-present
Ever-changing
And ever growing

Sinners, Saints, and reprobates
Are one in the same
It ain’t new
We’ve seen but never labeled
Out of fear for being judged
Ourselves

SSR— we’re a mix of all theee

Her lips hymn hymns of beauty
Your knees become weak
made of porcelain
You shatter in awe
Excuse me miss
Says you
Muffled are your words
Stay a while
I’ll buy you a drink

She agrees with you softly
Her shyness unarmed you
She says

“ what are you trying to do”
“ Nothing”
“*******”
She kisses you

“I don’t tease”
She says
I hold my breath

“Lady
Your hair shines like a picturesque twilight
To what do I owe the honor
May I charm you tonight?”

“ sure, my name is Amber
My blue eyes don’t damper
For I know my tears are
Drowned in the bottle”

“ But in you i sense a companion, a lover and a mate, please pay my check
We must go it’s late”

“ Amber...”

“ mustn’t you worry angel”

I close my eyes to only awaken from
This dream

Pick a card any card
Except for the queen
She stole my heart
And now I’m a zombie

I’m looking for Alice
In the woods
But all I see
Is a red
Where have all the men gone
And why is there
A been stocks worth of wedding rings
In front of me?

Goliath still exists they
Made him out of wood
Must be painfully awkward
When he wakes up in the morning

Little boy Bleu
****** a hag in a shoe
He yolked as he died
Humpty Dumpty is alive
but can’t pick himself up
He’s got no game

He lives with Aiken Drum
And a street dog
Whose owner died
When she saw him smoking a pipe
Their landlords a crooked man
Who keeps raising rent
They gut him
And put him in a stew with the theee little pigs
Humpty falls in
“ Aw ****” says Aiken
“Well at least this’ll be a valences breakfast

1976
Unrest
In the homeland

2019
Unrest
In the Homeland

I’m happy nothings changed
When you treat your people
Like rats
Treating them like swine
I wish you had more power

I realize parliament
Is ******
A liberal agenda
Dressed up as conservative ethics
Brexit
The message they sent

We are strong
We are right
We won’t live in fright
I speak out
Call me a ****
Call me a racist
I’m a  placist
Cause we’ve all got one in this world

Sew my mouth
Bound and gagged
I’m laughing
Smoking a *** through my nostrils

You can’t ban freedom of speech
And call us free
Dispose of of the other wing
Labeled as FASCISTS
Wrongfully

Look at what you’re doing
burn the Queen
While you’re at it

Burn yourselves
Advance the process
I’ll call it progress

**** Parliament

Repetitive
Reciprocal
Reproducible
Life is tragically mundane

Systems and routines
We take for granted
When we do it again
And again
Until we break and bend
The giving tree
Giveth closure
As the seed ***** the water
Nutrients we use to grow
Must be consistently nourished
And kept in valence

Life is tragically mundane
Yet beautiful in its simplicity

Destroy recreate
Substantial hate
The times have changed
To the very same
Thing it was fighting before

America:
The imploding family
Distrust is all I see
But does hate see you
When you look at a reflection?
  
A country destroyed
So that men can debate
History— the symbiosis leaves
Me numb and irate

I won’t burn the flag
I won’t kneel
But I to
Some extant know how you feel
This isn’t the way
But we won’t change
Cause tomorrow’s the same as today

History’s ironic
When we stop and think
That nobody ever learns it
We only discern it
To fit an agenda
  That weaponizes
The politicians own ends
Everyone wants power
And they’ll discard friends
To get it and keep it

....The ****

Someones gotta see that this isn’t partisan
Someone’s gotta see that we need change
Not a revolution per se
But we need to be more self reliant and sustainable
To show certain people that they aren’t needed
The fact that we’ve become so descentized to our own issues that we create problems
Is just the byproduct
Of the **** we created ourselves

Here I go
Down the same path
I didn't want to be ruined
But I know in darkness there's light

And then there's you
Tell me if my hell is true

What kind of sadomasochistic game
Are you playing with my heart
Self-hatred takes its toll
From you because of me
Ash to Ash dust to dust
I'm a vagabond left to grovel
And rust
Hate is my only companion
As my heart stands alone
In a cryogenic fridge
Frozen in time
-30 below zero
And I know the way out
But the light is darkened and needs a new bulb

Self indulged
Was this met to be
The dynamics
And texture that separated you and me

What kind of sadomasochistic game
Are you playing with my heart
Self hatred takes its toll
I wallow in hollow depths
And succumb, I fall apart

Devotion  
Love
Twisted
Outcome
Lasting
Regret
Forever
Instilled

Play your game
Play your game
Play your game
Players game

Sometimes I write without reason
the meaning comes later
Natural spewing of syllables
Usually appear organized
We they don’t
I take minutes to jot down
My thoughts

(what makes this great)
I’m very productive and
(It’s always good)
To write more
(I’m inspired constantly)
You should be to

Phrases, words, and metaphors
Overthinking nevermore
Evermore pages should get filled
It’s easy
Writers block doesn’t exist
Unless you force it

You need something to write about
I know the struggle
But the words are on the tip
Just hum a melody
And let the pen be your lip.

Another smoke
Another drink
Another mundane day
As you age you realize
That life don’t change that much
You can’t complain
It’s insane
Life is beautifully simple

Don’t look
Just be aware
That the world ain’t your friend
Faces show
motionless grins
And jaded perceptions

Life is beautiful
Life is grand
Life’s a spec
In the sands of time

And the pervonbial  hourglass
Is ever-ticking

A trite topic
By another name
I think I called her Rose
Maybe it was Brittany
Anything to distract myself
From the problem
This ain’t a game
No ones to blame

This won’t be another song about you
No, this won’t be another song about you

Breaking up
To keep together
Reuniting and breaking again
Same old story
No new allegory
All fate is
Without glory

This won’t be another song about you
No, this won’t be another song about you

I waited
For your call
Like autumn waits for your rain
When it rung, there was poor reception
How profane

Sometimes I wonder
If it’s healthy
To forgo romantic interest
To preserve a strong ever blooming friendship?

The moments I can get you off my mind
The moments are short
But I can unwind

I wonder if I talk too much
You always respond
And talk
But you never engage
And you’re far from the shy type

Both of us are self-identifying loners
Maybe over-thinking is my plight
Hindsight’s 20/20
Patience is a virtue

I wonder if it’s a good idea to test myself
And let weeks pass without talking to
See what ( if anything) happens
  
Busy is the way to be
So busy I’ll be
I’ve no right to feel these feelings
So quickly

An elegant hangs
From a noose suspended
By the Flag
Donkeys cry.... not one makes a sound
They just turn and walk all way
In shame

The death of a country
The rise of politicians
The cleansing
Needs a voice

Newspapers, News anchors
They say “ Democracy Dies in Darkness”
That the constitution is “ sacred”
The impressionable public needs a leader
But no one truly steps up
It’s a game of cockteasing and menstral cycling
Every four years
When Squelers come out of

It may not be ladies night
But if you’re single
Let me buy you dinner
And a drink and go from there

Drinks are cheap
But you’re so fine
What’s your fancy
Brandy, champagne, or wine
Let’s chat and unwind

Singles swing
On a double stroke
Once for luck, seconds for folks
Time slows down
Yes it’s true
Ironic isn’t it, my minutes start with you

Nobody’s a saint
Except for preachers
Of course
They’ve never done any wrong

From
Sinners saints and reprobates
Those who practice chastisty
Celabites
Degenerates
Everyone casts a shadow

Angels have demons
I’ve got a few
skeletons in my closet
They’re naked and self-conscious
I’m nothing special
Just finding my way

We act like
We know
But we’ve yet to awake
Everything there is
Is nothing

Let’s start over
Pretend
we’re ******
to situation
You keep the knowledge
From past endevours
But will yourself
To new perspectives

Being right
Is acting right
In acting right
You do right
Objectively

We act like
We know
But we’ve yet to awake
Everything there is
Is nothing

When swatting flies
With the power of  hubris
Mind your lane
consider the intention
Of your peers and associate

Life ain’t cheap
And it seems nowadays
that people draw curtains to early
Wanting that sunset to book-end
Life continues with an everlasting
....

The trajectory of tragedy
Is triumph
When people die
The legacy is what you leave
Memory isn’t permanent
It’s fleeting, selective, and unforgiving

How do you want to feel in your final moments?
Are you safe in the notion that you’re leaving alone

RIP
My friend
That girl deserves life
For what she did to you
Only time will tell
What justice is truly carried out

Whoever craves modesty
Indefinitely
Shall be completely lost
When the quarantine ends

The stir-crazy
Lonely
And the otherwise social
Will be compensated
For this purgatory
We had no hand in causing

We now just bide our time
And wait for the quarantine to end
And the cages to rust

Monte avec moi
Mon amour
Pour un lieu privé
Au-delà de cet état
Au-delà de cette ville
Où l'amour peut être partagée à jamais
Dans les petites voies avec a plus subtiles
Embrasser et de toucher son bras
Et ne jamais lâcher
Lux notre fille naîtra bientôt Adieu mon amour , tu vois le matin

Lexicons created from
Meandering consciousness
Creating streams of thought

The images of something good
The notion of creation
And the strains of reason we create

We call that human nature

Dichotomy of soul and mind
A path intertwined
Expressed through color

No  art is replete
No love complete
No loyalty depleted

The spectrum we see is never full
But nobody’s a fool
Life’s about the colors you don’t see

Reel me in
I can’t seem to find my mind again
I refuse
To talk to anyone
And my friends
Are so distant-- Yet it feels like last week that I just saw them

I’m fading away
I’d love to stay
Invisible like I’ve always been
So memorable for all the wrong reasons
I’ve only got two middle fingers and even that’s not enough
forget this
Elongated frustration I’m feeling
Why me- No pity
Someone please tell me
Why we don’t change the mistakes of the past
And why the future seems so last week

Forget me- friends and community
Until I come back and then you’ll see the real me
I don’t need acceptance
That behavior was a fluke
It was my fault
And I’ll take the fall
For the actions one specific individual who I called a friend
Your advice brought with it the decline of six friendships
Precursed and caused an overdose (on the second night of college),  an unsalvageable reputation and the loss of moral. I’m never experimenting with drugs again
I can blame you because it was mostly your fault
But I should’ve never listened to you to begin with
Everyone else was right
And to my fright
I’ve realized that I shouldn’t have had good friends
If  someone like you was going to turn against
Becoming manipulant- a sycophant
You are the reason for my truancy
Even if you’ll never admit your part in this
It’s whatever at this point- I know the truth and I’ve have begun to forgive you
Because all have forgotten about me
But I still regret negatively influencing my college career by taking your advice

Denial
Is the wine you drink
When youre hungover
From reality

Denial is the ******
We indulge in
When we feel we’ve lost
Ourselves

Denial is the hemorrhoid of
Emotions
Sore to feel
When real
Impossible to heal
Without the suppository
That is time

I never wanted
To feel so connected
But you’ve got me by the ***** now
And I feel bad
I almost regret the moments we had

Why’d you give me your #
Kiss me goodbye
Left me asking why
Should I try
If you said the only issue was age

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Just goes to show
You can’t ever trust a shrink
Professionally
Or in any scenario

Sleep
Relax
Chill
Let the rush of everyday life go
Crack a beer
Muster a smile
Melt hours for a while
In your hammock
without a care
Don’t you feel relief
For a change