A Terrible Person

I’m a terrible person, searchin’

but uncertain when the curtain’s closin’

I suppose when the show ends

it’s a lyrical explosion

a very potent potion

thats awoken every person dozin’

every word I’ve spoken is a token of my emotion

my eyes are floatin’

but won’t cry, they’re too dry from smokin’

but that’s besides the notion

take it as advice from an old friend

you live your life and the road ends


Sincerely Yours,


Rold’s Pen