My beauty spots
Go through seasons
Miles of skin
At different times
Scratched away
Music stripping away my identity
That's some facade
Like a woven basket
Tossed to the side
Too claim it's goodies
Unmalleable institutions
Of the mind
Trying to crack sense here
Trying to break the explanation there
It was Always a suppose
That gathered string inevitably
At all times
Physically speaking
But I don't believe in s science
Or maths
They can take the tractor and count
Sugar cane
Because without each other they lack a style
Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 7:44 AM UTC
My beauty spots
Go through seasons
Miles of skin
At different times
Scratched away
Music stripping away my identity
That's some facade
Like a woven basket
Tossed to the side
Too claim it's goodies
Unmalleable institutions
Of the mind
Trying to crack sense here
Trying to break the explanation there
It was Always a suppose
That gathered string inevitably
At all times
Physically speaking
But I don't believe in s science
Or maths
They can take the tractor and count
Sugar cane
Because without each other they lack a style