Another set of well documented proofs.
When I see this kind of IDotic mental abuse take place I feel a need to do something.
Well here is something.
And don’t comeback unless you have any proof otherwise.
Make a freaking song out of it if you like it so much ;)
Syncopations, bits
Hit the naked street
on an empty stomach
Haven’t walked that plain
Months without a day
Haven’t even panicked.
Sort of out of place,
kind of out of time
in a way not really
Syncopations, bits
falling to my wheels,
just an airy feeling.
Sober but withdrawn
Listen to a song,
Threading through ideas.
Weaving state of mind
Weather in decline
All forgiving tears.
It’s a kind of life
Hibernating strife
Subtle, unappealing
Sober but withdrawn
Listen to a song
What a pleasant feeling.
Not without a trace
Do take up my space
Fists are up when needed
Pick a proper fight
Sleep entire night
Breathing unimpeded
Take to face at times
Daring has its price
Rolling with the punches
Had to write this in
Much to my chagrin
Need of human conscience.
