Animals in our skin,
As we acquire what we have within.
In-spite of us, we live on.
Placing our butts flat down,
on this robust self absorbing ground.
You're a waste of space, reality check!
Losing all hope, in this wreck.
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
Lets drown our bodies in the Atlantic bowl.
Begin to see light, why yes we feel all right.
(est.j.r.e.)