Batteries exhausted but emotionally charged
The whole world can hear me as I think too loud.
Unlucky in gambling unlucky in love
Time to remote my velvet glove.
Allergic. Allergic.
I meditate in public day & night
As my positive thinking is on strike.
Ego scratched under the sole of my sneaker
Feel like falling asleep with my head in the speaker.
This is a free train station philosophy
Pain and compassion are on sale lately.
It’s OK to say it’s all wrong
I got my 1st class one way ticket to the dawn.
I am allergic to myself.