Constipated

call me politically constipated cause I couldn’t give a ****, I just stick with the positive and steer straight clear of it.

I’m a conspiracy theorist with a mental condition, it’s called critical thinking and I actually listen.

listen to understand not listen to answer, because debating to argue is conversational cancer.

speak what you mean, what you feel in your heart, if it’s true to you no one can pick it apart.

people are just people, separation is man made, we just have to break the cycle in which society has stayed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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