Alzheimer's Domino Effect Chapter 3
I should do good to those who do good to me...
I see...but, I can't recall...remember me, that's my only plea
Brilliant and clever I still am till this very day
You are my everything…my yesterday
And you were my tomorrow
Until you reduced me to sorrow
By kissing him right in front of me
He doesn’t deserve my handshakes…my friendship…
I must, oooooh, I must get a grip…
I will punch the living daylights out of him if I haven’t had self-control…
I would look the other way…I look so dumb on my insane-looking stroll
I am, um, on this bridge…
Awaiting your message…
We wrote one too many letters…
And I mailed it at the Post Office…
But that was a while back
I am square…love me again if you dare…
Damn you…just a gray hair…
Living life in a fog for the rest of my life
Has its ups and downs
I live with utter strife and helplessness cuts me like a knife…
But, I never receive such frowns
I…am…good…enough…
I may be rough on me, myself and I
But, I am an independent man…
Wishing I was a teenager again…
Yearning for those days
That slip my mind…
How time flies…
My past friends left me behind…
Advice, like lice, went one ear and out the other…
I had a crush on your hi’s…
And I loathe your goodbyes…
You were just a player…
A cheater…you are an abuser…
Sorry for being an accuser…
I was just a grumpy old man anyways…
My mind strays and I am having my ways…
With you, whether you like it or not…
I’m still confident
I’m on fleek on beat…
You mean so much to me…I paid you off like monthly rent
But, I want to own you…come, take a seat…
Next to me, for I am lonely…
I crack my bones and my alzeimers…is getting passed around
Demons have a way to make me lose my mind…
I am feeling gravity-bound…I met this one girl when I was 17…
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