Hooray for a nice hair cut
In a pair of underwear
Thinking if Iam not even here
The past is what drowning without dying is all about
So dont expect me for dinner tonight
What is life without love
Do I start today to only remember the future
Did I mess up with knowledge
Is it only me that can't absorb
Is it assault after assault forced to take in someone's event as you scream inside I am out of gigabytes
I can't dance anymore because Iam so lost
I can't dance anymore cause I'd rather fight with myself to find a dirty special spot called relax
I can't stand tv unless I am learning something new
On some TVO Chantal Kreviazuk ,whoops..channel. but yes Chantal we love you and the rain
Back to reality
But again Iam still lost
Caught somewhere in purgatory
People turning to zombies
Zombies turning to people
Save the forest
As one day the real mother Earth needs the forest to burn all up and get rid of us
This is a happy poem
As I have saved as many lives as I have killed
I have known and I have lost
I've always been me
We all try and fight to be free
Its my mind that conspires against me
But I am to believe
I am enough and that it that
I screwed up and see life for what it isn't
Because I am not
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