She spoke to me of "paranoid delusions"
Ill conceived conclusions
Voices in her head stewing.
Anger in her belly brewing.
She always knows what somebody's doing...
What they did...
You'll be eaten alive if you don't fit her out of the box grid.
She's the only one who will survive!
Fuck you! If your not on her level!
She ain't no Jive... Turkey.
Well... I couldn't buy any more of what she was selling.
My solar plexus sick of the yelling.
It was clear we weren't gelling.
Time to save my humanity
Me! ->saviour of my own sanity!
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Lethargic Collective
PoetryEmotions running high nowadays Concerned with what everyone Is doing, Is thinking. Fixing fixers! "World fit this bitter picture!" Hearts too jaded to care It's humanity is fading. Who cares anyway... An I for an I Even then Would we be comforted w...
