Used to being down ;
not used to smelling **** piles close to the ground
Its funny
cuz usually i find their hand and hand
Fragile as the castle that you firmly built from sand ;
outside rigid like the horn of a rhino
Always wit Marry never really was a whino
sitting in the trees as he watched his brothers time fold
Eyes closed during violations of his minds home...

Tryna set my devils free
all though it seems without em i would not exist as me
Hands in the air like im looking for the savior
my chains are invisible affecting my behavior
Eating very little as it hasn't been my nature
struggling to find a better suiting nomenclature..