"i'm so full of myself, gotta puke my soul out"
time and time again
i refuse to listen
my world is me
i don't hear your pleas
i'm so fucking full
so goddamn gullible
need to puke it all out
take a different route
my soul will fly
straight out my mouth
my soul will die
what's so bad about
that i'm stupid anyways
stuck in my own haze
be careful
be careful
my stomach is bloated
acid rising up my throat-ed?
it's why i'm so sick all the time
i let my soul be alive
by swallowing it back down
giving others a frown
while i sit in my throne
surrounded but alone
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Mind Heart Soul
PoetryWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.
