Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Colored Air

People walk around
looking at me
why cant i just write
under this table
i know that
this didnt rhyme
its because my mind
is lost in time
crazy is crazy
but im clear as can be
my mind is flustered
as transparent as a tree
by why do they care
if what i do
cant i just live
my life as poo
everything doesnt
make any sense
its all part of my life
only suspense

Copyright: this = mine

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jckson said...

Lol dam Michael. Do you stay up all night writing these?