I'm ready for what I deserve. No steadying time as it turns. Pangea. Broken up. Sangria. Open cup. Drinkin', sippin', more to living than just rippin' bongs, listen children... mom's no different than her mom's. Chicken soup is for the soul, but that's not what I am on. My gas tank empty but I'ma skid this through, won't even place but I can't let down the pit crew
Stress
There's constantly calling for rest in my head, it's clawing, forming a nest in my bed, I'm depressed, I hate sunlight, not bitching, but all of these bug bites stay red. Battle forever; I am a vet, but a vet among war, no vet among paws; cuz all of my pets are dead. My backyard a cemetery, I'm wet and ready. Moist!; check. Poise.; Check. No sweat, no sweater on. No mom's spaghetti. This monster medley is jaded. Butterflies in the belly of Satan
Freal. The hospital said that the way that I'm living is killing me
Freal. This typical ritual: this day to day, this... ugh
Freal. My oldest is talking, like talking, still calls me her daddy, no difference
Freal. She told me the face I was making on FaceTime was silly, I'm goofy but losing my patience, it's getting ridiculous
Stress
DT, who tho? ANYONE
Freebies, who tho? For everyone!
What do you get back? Leg out for my winning run
Stressed out like I'm 21
8 years later, I'm 2 brash and untreatable. Zero, one, you know what's crazy? in less than a week I'll have a two and a three year old
Bruh, Stay out of the water like hair dryers
Not even your concern if you don't stand by us
Dope, took all the trash to the curb but the garbageman dashed by
Gross, they're lingering, fingering egos, no heroes emerge in a cave of your past life
Freal, nothing in this discussion will start to materialize the dust and wind
Freal, my heart beat needs to drummers, please bring the percussion in
Freal, my fathers ideals about life clash with mine, we're just joe strummin'
Freal, I father, I do, I cant deal with the time lost... they won't get any younger
Stress