Saying words meaning nothing, transfixed with "I" it's startes every sentence, and if i could i'd end with I. Only opinion that matters is my own, mastery is a poem. syncing lines with words and words weighing me down like stones. Thoughts so sad they corrode my morals like acid. sitting on my bed, it starts and i become homesick. Pathetic as i once was and even more so, can you believe it? still smiling and laughing at jokes never said, hoping to break even. We're going out, it's all on me, except for the money and the driving. your phone is probably blowing up from all the numbers you're dialing. never not gonna do what we did last weekend, eh? Slow jamming to oldies in a "Smoke that bud" kinda way. Chain smoking for fun, and laugh at silent jokes. planning our next unknown move, totally stoked. A Queen is just a pawn with fancy moves, you say. those weren't queens but it doesn't mean we're not kings, i say. They were ordinary but we made them out to someone extra-ordinary. Alright lets stop this nonsense, thinking about people who don't deserve it. my emotions are swelling and empty, complicated i don't know how else to word it.