Off the Top

off the top of my head i could say alottle bit bout things better left dead kinda like the travesties the people for the poeple continue to ongo like tennis to from fro and back an forth as long as we go hand in claw into the damaged land then seemingly all things fall as planned so i go against the flow by being as different as possible ino longer wish to buck a system desined to coerce me into submission just as i cant support a government or hyerarchy that will not could not fathom on how to support me but i'll take my licks dished by peers with stick made of a rolling tongue i'll laugh then cry, shudder and die only to re-birth myself as a creature of renewed health wealth and state of mind,lessness because without the hateful parade of all the dismayed i would have no ammunitions for my decision to no longer trust you or me or any thing else that seems to be real to me off the top of my head i lust in trusting the world is better off dead so to this pain and atrocities i theewedd until something stronger than you or i comes tobe i,ll still be plain jane old me longing to be free of poeples visions of me or what they think of we cause no matter what comes or go what you or they say at the end of my day its not who iam but what they think and so lost in minding others p,s n q,s they dont notice whats to lose so stand confused point snicker i,ll be your accused and off the top i could fathom worse fates than laying down to a bruised ego and i,ll stay calm outside while you stagger away without a soul for the last time you tighten your grip only to lose your hold so my thanks to the masses of passives without you there would be no me foreveralways v.c.