Rainy Days
5/4/22
Far from the ace of spades
Dabbed out and off paper planes
It's no biggie or cutting deep like razorblades
Staying out in the suns rays or shade
Still finding my way inside a crazy maze
Always going to be rainy days
From it all, there was zero or a lot I would take away
Too much is fake and lame
On the daily people playing games
I had to face the pain
Even when it may be strange
But I was able to make a change
Otherwise it all would remain the same
The one in who they would always place the blame
It's far past time I take aim
I want riches but don't care to gain fame
Yet again another virus corrupted the main frame
Regardless of what they say
What happens when it's mayday?
It's been bigger than the great escape
As well as snakes and apes
Nah we weren't ever on the same page
Since the big bang came
I've been space age
What still occurs in this world gives me insane rage
It's a dang shame
I drank too much again, now my brain aches
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