why weight?
i get cut off through conversation & on the freeway. swallowing guilt & pride. folded predictions collapse when i make contact & they cast their expressions away. turned to deny, not defy. voluptuous. get a few things organized...no situation here - stand up for the stampede. theres no music here...prey on the alone - reupholster my brains that slain on my permanent stain. my thoughts have time to complain & books to burn. im not a cancer, but i feel it brewing. my mouth is somehow affected. the fly has landed, the wrinkles, arms reaching across, but no one would dare hold me. wearing some ink as a smear on my cheek & hold hands that only wanted to touch. no learning disability here, sorry honey, it s my job, who knew if I grew?.....bring back torture. its not at all important to you whats important to me...evil goblins they try to convince me of this…boost my esteem not jealousy. People!! We need manors or talk more for granted...i never was the one for conversation. inject some peace - be glad i dont do that nor would I call the police on friendship-war restrictions. theyre all bitches. keep your life story hidden just like some emotion within. whos kidding? live in a smart cell cos earth is a molecule. look at me, im standing still. flags getting trodden over so im beginning to droll. lily of the alley...get away from me now.
(THIS ↑ IS KINDA OLD)
(THIS ↑ IS KINDA OLD)