Pouring until I’m empty
Been full of myself
I after I plastered on brain walls
But what about me and all that I see
What will I be?
How come loneliness kisses and winks
Thinking about self eyes don’t blink
Fetal position face down in sugary alcohol drinks
Shining brightly in public
Feeling like a complete failure in private help me God
Shipwrecked on ego island wildin
Will you erase malfunctions
They say I’m funny and cool but I know I’m just clown without makeup jester fool
In a season of filth.
What are you thinking about after reading this?