Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2016
Breathe in some gasoline
As I fly down to greet
Trade my butterfly wings
For a touch of machine
Take my evergreen
Get some new gleam
Your noxious fume spoil
Find some Asfalt sheen  
My freedom I trade
For rusted shackles you see
The rusted shackles are the aderall pill that I take. I got the theme from being bothered by how boring the school bus is
Miabee
Written by
Miabee  Japan
(Japan)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems