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Clear the Air
People ask, why do I always wear white tees
Simply put, if it gets stain, then it gets dirty
A glimpse of a tainted angel pointed out for you all to see
For a while, I have been doing fine
Overcame countless obstacles determined to succeed
When there is such goodness in a corrupted world then best believe
There’s a bad seed implanted in a innocent child with wild hair and acne
On a side note, I am my only best friend, but I can be my own worst enemy
Free me from this body full of hatred that has rapidly clouded me
Not feeling like myself, a recluse and a hater I have become lately
Panic attack medications has altered my appearance my personality
Normal is what I want again, when will this happen?
I guess only time will tell as I sit in this dark and damp dungeon
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Tevin Ta
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