Not into the grade Cant be with out, It feels like someone’s Got strings Stuck in my thoughts Getting pushed out of The happy place What is wrong with me Delicate leafs suddenly Describe love While it’s years until I grow benign The effects this has on me Sends me into darkness Lost unaccompanied minor Without a team Secretly i have a cause Me is better than them Here lacks more of me They aren’t where im from My secret past has So much more soul
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In this bland landing Of life they build Without me I steal all the ways They will never Know me Deprived of my beginning I am judged, outside For coming in late Again I am the lead in class So i keep plays Going I ditch ships not to Rip sales from The mass They placed in my heart Im only arrogant because I hide something They can never have back My chance to Know Almost what it was like To be them, my heroes
Thanks Tara I finally graduated
Sasha Marie get in the house
Dude from newsoms art council professional politician replies to negate free speech take me off your distribution list I'm rigged
Oh the shallows
Your arts council denied free speech and illiterately told me to take me off a distribution list from journalism
Resend the bill, hooray big guy
He's only alive as a subversive linguist because he drinks from the Newsom milky **** chalice?