2 million way to go green.
0 number of people we want to
Die for a reason we can easily fix.
Only time will tell, but in this
Late hour, please explain to me, What is time?
Longing to live peacefully,
Again, when times were simpler and the
Rain didn't fall so hard.
Now sitting underneath this
Old Cork Tree,
Shaded from the falling rain; the
Evening looking beautiful, I call out, *"Give me a pen & call me, Mrs.
Benzedrine!"* And now
Laughing; soaking wet, from standing in the rain.
Everywhere I go, people look at me like I'm a nobody...
Even though, I'm more of a somebody then them.
Don't lose control on reality..... it's all a dream, anyways.
Feb 5, 2011
Feb 5, 2011 at 5:32 AM UTC
2 million way to go green.
0 number of people we want to
Die for a reason we can easily fix.
Only time will tell, but in this
Late hour, please explain to me, What is time?
Longing to live peacefully,
Again, when times were simpler and the
Rain didn't fall so hard.
Now sitting underneath this
Old Cork Tree,
Shaded from the falling rain; the
Evening looking beautiful, I call out, *"Give me a pen & call me, Mrs.
Benzedrine!"* And now
Laughing; soaking wet, from standing in the rain.
Everywhere I go, people look at me like I'm a nobody...
Even though, I'm more of a somebody then them.
Don't lose control on reality..... it's all a dream, anyways.
copyright; 2011 McNally, Inc.
another poem written from mind to page...not really thinking about it, just to make small corrections.
came from the song 20 Dollar Nose Bleed by Fall Out Boy, along with the quote, Mrs. Benzedrine, is Mr. in the lyric, I changed it to fit me. <3
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