In the morning
rolling over
you smell like daisies

sundays are boring
stretching out
super lazy

percolating bitter gold
pouring it into a mug
you make it sweet

wrapping you in my hold
arms gently hug
you make the morning complete

The world is phenomenal
a chemical existence
filled with sickness
leukemia
anemia

The benzene
products of the wildfire forests
from volcanoes and the brontosaurus
now the ancestors implore
for the pollution to be no more

The end scene
from human production
comes the destruction
our own ignorance
becomes our Icarus

This is epiphenomenal
a by product of irresponsibility
a lack of grace and humility
we'll suffer the consequences
for our own operating expenses

Going to school
reading, studying, breaking

"You're so stupid"

Hanging with fake friends
Smiling, laughing, hating

"You're so antisocial"

Getting ready
clothes, makeup, shame

"You're not pretty"