In a world
where everything
is entitled yet prolific,
I wake up everyday
to gather the specifics.
although i often ponder
on my purpose to breath
i deal with most of my inhibitions
With a light draw of some cali tree.
You see the trees show the truth...
Once you climb the hierarchy;
presently elevating
at mach 5 wondering
who can actually stop me?
Because my thirst for answers
is quite similar to
A fish out of water
Although i feel like im
on the cusp of a mood alter.
Bartering with society,
Seeking acceptance
from those around me.
Though realistically they just clown me.
Now I contemplate the fates of the bonds.
Because its pretty clear these cant compromise to what im on....
the best drug ever positivity.
Charging my extremities,
Propelling me forward
until my “frienemies” are outta sight.
On a new plight,
Though im not trying to fight.
I will no longer wasting my
breathe on those with weak might.