Deficit Brain
deficit brain,
I'm seeing a big flaw here
and a thousand scandalous defects,
I'm driving like a reckless driver,
through the crossroads of thought.
this labyrinth had everything to be fantastic,
now it's a mess of dirty and dark streets,
where words feel like a virus
that there is no way to treat.
I'm biting my nails,
I'm peeling the paint off the walls,
can you stop smiling your success?
can you give me a bottle of water?
I need to regain some hydration,
these tears know how to batter.
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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