By Arcassin Burnham

Archery pro and just hit the target of poverty,
And probably,
I'll be out of here before the cops notice I'm vandalizing,
Painting a picture for the up risers,
Better take a seat,
Almost like first class,
Most airlines don't have phobias for flyers,
Keep an open mind,
Your negativities closed,
Your eyes open,
Letting suspense unfold,
And unravel,
And somehow collapse,
I may have had bad experiences,
But human beings are futile at that,
But now let's rewind it back,
I remember you said you'd never be like them,
Would not talk their language,
Or do drugs with them,
Keep following them and you'll end up dead or walking with a limp.