Sitting 'round, eyes on the ground
There's more to know each minute
I listen to the lovely sound
And adore all that is in it
Suddenly, a bit of ***
And everyone's awash
Desperate for something free
I waddle to the wash
Just before the open door
A deepness in my back
I tumble down, my life a frown
Then everything is black
Another day, my jeans afray
A ticket by my side
It says "Hey Nick, don't show your ****
I crumbled down and cried
Now I know, there's no more show
In here it's all mundane
In my cell, my life is hell
My heart full of disdain
I wonder why, my life's awry
And gone into the deep
Then I hear, there's no more fear
My ***** I must keep
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 1:55 AM UTC
Sitting 'round, eyes on the ground
There's more to know each minute
I listen to the lovely sound
And adore all that is in it
Suddenly, a bit of ***
And everyone's awash
Desperate for something free
I waddle to the wash
Just before the open door
A deepness in my back
I tumble down, my life a frown
Then everything is black
Another day, my jeans afray
A ticket by my side
It says "Hey Nick, don't show your ****
I crumbled down and cried
Now I know, there's no more show
In here it's all mundane
In my cell, my life is hell
My heart full of disdain
I wonder why, my life's awry
And gone into the deep
Then I hear, there's no more fear
My ***** I must keep
Essentially, a boy (evidently named Nick, because it rhymed with **** is sitting in his college class, engaged to learn yet slightly distracted. Suddenly, he begins to wet himself, and everyone proceeds to laugh at him for it. He tries to go to the bathroom to wallow in his immense shame (and implicitly clean himself up a bit), but suddenly falls to the ground as a result of someone spontaneously deciding to shoot him in the back. He wakes up in a hospital bed, only to discover that he had accidentally revealed himself during his intended bathroom trip, and the relevant authorities classified it as indecent exposure. Thus, he ends his angsty elaboration by writing about how lifeless his jail cell is and stating that he needs to learn to hold in his *** Not based on a real experience. Special thanks to Janae Hall for the idea... -_-
