Watching all of my imperfections and insecurities trickle down the drain
Along with dirt from sweat and water from the rain
Every ***** thought and wrongdoing being washed away forever
Until the next time I look in the mirror and try to run away from my past
Perspiration forms on my forehead the further I get from where I used to be
I try to build muscle by carrying the weight of what lies in front of me
My body exudes salt water while I play a pickup game with present times; trying to figure out which way to go and decide the best move to get by each defender
I only feel clean again after I take a shower
I shower at night to go to bed with a clean slate only to wake up in need of another
The morning shower opens my eyes to the obvious things I was previously blind to
I walk around in the sludge created by society as if my skin isn’t dark enough they feel the need to cover me in mud
Rainfalls of title educated tries to fix me up only the mud is too thick and I’m not exposing my true self yet
Until I get home to shower again
I feel like myself again after I take a shower
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 8:30 PM UTC
Watching all of my imperfections and insecurities trickle down the drain
Along with dirt from sweat and water from the rain
Every ***** thought and wrongdoing being washed away forever
Until the next time I look in the mirror and try to run away from my past
Perspiration forms on my forehead the further I get from where I used to be
I try to build muscle by carrying the weight of what lies in front of me
My body exudes salt water while I play a pickup game with present times; trying to figure out which way to go and decide the best move to get by each defender
I only feel clean again after I take a shower
I shower at night to go to bed with a clean slate only to wake up in need of another
The morning shower opens my eyes to the obvious things I was previously blind to
I walk around in the sludge created by society as if my skin isn’t dark enough they feel the need to cover me in mud
Rainfalls of title educated tries to fix me up only the mud is too thick and I’m not exposing my true self yet
Until I get home to shower again
I feel like myself again after I take a shower
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