Fighting a fragile life with a sludge hammer
deep thoughts make for shallow tendencies, of
this i am guilty. Lock me up and throw away the
key, question mark or exclamation point. This is the
life i created often questioned but never debated, why
are the haters so silent but the most opinionated? I digress
change of pace like a lack in interest, words taken in the wrong
context i sit here staring at a wall perplexed wondering what i
should do next looking threw a concave lens when it should be
convex. Modern colors on a beautiful pallet who am i to judge
withered exterior and a hard heart that wont budge.
By: BTT
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