Downtown
looking around
I dont wear no crown
Dont wear no frown
I dont even
see the ground

my heads up high
With no reason why
Standing under a summers sky
And in the winter
My sorrow will return

A summers day
But cold and grey
Like its fall
But it is not at all

Sorrow seems to me
Comparable to quick sand
Very far from quick

The smell
Of a release
From a restless hell
And a warm welcome
To the life of a busy worker bee

Everything is swell
Says a brew of bitter coffee

And so I thought
Why not
As I walked to the park
As it's dark

Anxiety
Threatened to **** me
So im going to sit
Amongst the trees
And the leaves
And just be
Just be me

Cigar in my hand
No words
No plans
Just me
And poetry

I got ice cream today
And to several girls
I would have liked to say
Hey
Did I?
Nay

I cant keep up with my thoughts
So I dont
I just remain lost
But not here where I sit
Where suburbia splits

Here
I am safe
I can think of no better place

Ever wondered,
What it's like to be dead?
Just spend a few months,
Inside your own head.

Remember,
You're not insane.
Your mind,
Is a beast to tame,
And life,
Is just your game.

Exhaustion is an unwelcomed guest
Whos timing is a perfect pest
Always when my mind is best
It is time for rest
With DMT dreams
We all are blessed