"No matter how bad or good we are."
"Maybe I'm just tired of the scene."
"Scars hide the pain behind ice blue eyes."
"Lost in different bodies."
I once was lost But met someone that Showed me the right path Even if it was left A thought provoking madman That lived under a tree With an antisocial fragrance Day drinker blues and A walking stick Made of old stale bread He muttered words That smelled bad Behind a candy corn smile In … Continue reading “Talking to Myself in Public”
"I could see the words lilt down their chins."
"Feeding feeble minds
That never come"