He's always getting high
It doesn't matter if the sun's shining
Or the moon is glistening
He just needs the remedy
To forget about all his worries
But he's so busy getting high
Sometimes he doesn't remember
When to come down
And when he does
He forgets how to fly
So yeah he wastes his time
Getting high but it doesn't erase
Any of the pain he's felt or caused
-a.j.c
YOU ARE READING
The Bullshit Journal ~ by a.j.c
PoetryJust another idiotic poem book That will never be anything more And you probably won't read any of this. But if you do. You must have felt pain like this to understand any of it. If not, and you still understand. You're just lying to yourself.
