Return to the mountain
Return to the yoga mat
And raisins

I can't pay my bills
And I don't really care
I've always been poor

I create my own world
And my own life
My podcasts

I dont have a job or money
And that is just fine
They did not hire me

That rude administrator said," We have all been in your shoes before"
You have never been in my shoes

I'm just going to sit on my yoga mat

I'm going to cause a problem here
I do not exist as a part of this society
I live in my own world
A world I created for myself

I could spend a thousand years
Sitting on my yoga mat
Underneath the oak tree
I am a Tagatha now

I sit and meditate
I drink my water
That has the electrolyte mix

Yes there are bills
Car insurance, student loan
Health insurance, credit card,
About 600 dollars a month

I'm tired of these people that live here
If they kick me out
I will go live in a park
I do not care

Stay away from me
People who live here
People who spend too much time
In front of the television
People who take anxiety pills
Stay away from me