stuff 2

life has been full of downers

so many pot holes in my road

i think writing makes me a clown or

concieted freakin choad

i see life through my lens

not the greatest of pictures

must remember my future all depends

it is not set in scripture

to live more and be gleeful

cause lately ive been foolish

emotions pour out my face like a seep hole

then i remember why i do this

you write everyday

its more than a hobbie

while others fuck, and date

in internet lobbies

i write out my life

say fuck it to the rest

cut this bud up smoke it...nice....

as this poem, comes off my chest

 

 

 

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