Considering that this would be the rough touch
A thousand different days gone, yet nothing changed of much.
Though if be the felt
Had I been told earlier, that might of helped.

A little more white covers on the lonely bed, just don't be mistaken of me being KKK
Better yet I wouldn't appreciate being closely like to they.
Thank you very much
To those who filled my plate with their hate, but apologises for not taking it for lunch.

And if we could have felt a relation to each through a heart, we would be The Peoples of People's
Yet alas we moved to far apart from the distance spread out in the hay stack full of needles.

Driving past with a window of dark tint
Felt as though your sour voice was disguised as Apple mint.
Magic cities but with the imagery of all but evil things and a whole lot of voodoo
Old to the minds and physical, putting brand new clothes. Try to feel Brand New.

Felt you were all on this yet I'm stuck on that
A lot of fake richness be what makes you such a spoiled brat.

Day and night would a corrupt system change
If the chapter felt to put me in a snooze could I flip to the very next page.
Just tell me of what I felt when I walked in a cold room with colder people.
Life could be a gun for it feels so lethal.

Felt.