with no downers
Ritalin stole my focus
so off to the
concentration camp
Every day lessons
of an uninteresting struggle
light a cigarette
and prep a shot
time to kill pain
time to kill yourself
(slowly) Go slow
warning flares go up
and we all fall down
some a lil harder
face first, no breath
How did she survive?
I saved her with
pure luck
but for a few, all
seemed lost
so we did another
and stayed up all night
no Addy or 'vanses
jus fear
and self loathing
we got American ideals-
Red flag
White powder
Blue Dream
we are the new
Americana
bills to pay/pills to take
Bored in the USA
so we go to the Dr
and hope for a
spike in life
a flash of color
monotany is a killer
always kill em
like our brains'
cells ain't chillum
writing with my G-Pen
waiting for the Xanax's
arrival, needed calm
may cause lousiness
but we die for the feel
be it static
or electric, lacking
the proper tools we are
digging our own graves
with each spoon
full of dirt
always wet, hardly clean
always on, hardly keen
art damaged hip hop punks
bouncing about
We are the weirdos
we jus get by
and need some relief
an escape route
from ourselves
life's waiting room
has only Time to read
Dr, Dr
take us to church
Our Lady of Initial Onset
we plead, we prey
living half-life,
Is it ever gunna be enough
or does this existence
ever suffice?
taking up residence
in a Suffer-agette city
cuz it's easier to
love the empty spaces
when you hate yourself
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