Today wasn’t  my day when all you try to see is the skies, I didn’t just sit in the sun, with all the sounds around I had to sip on what’s transparent to feel alive to only take a trip and come back to all sorts of busts today wasn’t my day and it was not slight.

How could you break something so lawful for it to be known.

I had a cigarette but then my lip got burnt with me mesmerising then it had a little wound with it’s hint blood
I bit my lip and ripped off it’s soft layered skin it looks like a wound that doesn’t want to heal soon enough so then I kept biting.

My head is ******* just for me to know about you, excuse me but what could be added and new I have a couple of ideas but it’s only your explanation that matters to me and I can not provide to conclude.

You gave me kush and it was a surprise but now in my mind, what would you do when you have what you want and it leads, nothing and now I’m swollen and I have to wait for it to numb for me to be happy.

We must not know and may I read your mind so you try read mines since it’s something that we could share I guess we can fit it in our heads some how or some way and that we’ve come to agreement that we both don’t know that we are sharing and don’t conversate to each other but now you found and looked away as I saw yours my eyes burnt.

Today is a lovely day I was in bed and I thought I’d wake
It seems cosy and lovely no sound but I’m so agitated I just want to read and have a cancer stick.