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
Submitted stuff for the grants process closes in 339 hours
Cont....
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?