im original
put me in a box
tight with concealed holes
gotta fight the thrill tho, of a
never open locked
we all are beloved and shrill toned
with this torture of a never too much time
alone
to be mocked
more like my minds been self loathed
almost time been...

stopped. and
watching these homeless on second while on third
their tanks match mine
at empty
a charger i burn
a quarter or two
cirgerette
with my shame bitter yet
disgust filled regret
22 still not felt threat
of a time not left from death
only watch fellow friends felt debts
or there depths
creepy i wear their shirt