are into me,
That’s why they’re so obsessed with me.
They’ve been trying to fuck me, unsuccessfully.
They’ve confessed this to me, allegedly.
Im seeing things clearer
especially on lsd.
The mirror came nearer
but it isn’t reflecting me.
Instead in my head
there’s visions of revelry,
women with jealousy
friend zones and felonies.
10 poems for summary.
The wind blows, it’s summery.
My friends & foes are one with me.
Is our window closed
or are we still young and free?
Write it all on the wall
where someone will see.
Someone like me.
They don’t fuck with me anymore
luckily, that’s for sure
How can you judge me if you ignore?
in love with me, still unsure
because of me they’re divorced
the money is the only thing above me
It’s ugly but it’s the source
it’s funny but it’s a force
the monkey that owns the porch
a flunky not good at sports
they would’ve hung me or brought a torch
she wants me but she’s a tourist
she wants me to bring a florist
Some see a shrinking forest
but I see
As still standing
as I heal from the abandoning
Not hearing from my family
the tears still feel like vanity
The picture on the camera isn’t me!
I miss her but I understand that nothings free
I kiss her on the hand then she leaves
And fall is when they fall off the trees
cuz everything has it’s time to falloff
but not me