Sit back think and admire,
Times wasted not even able to fathom completely uninspired,
Quickly moving before I begin to explore,
Like a tattered worn and rubbery slick black tire.
No time left building this empire,
Silence…deadly quiet for the time being,
Reasonably low key like a free flowing emcee.
Toil with thoughts and aspirations thick like as cloud blowing through my mouth,
Rubbing my thighs trying to figure this shit out.
Dazed, confused and so devastatingly amused,
I swear my vision is being abused.
Plagued with false sight of a time long past,
So loud and ignorant like my home ec high school class,
Thought you could handle this womanly sass.
You better think again,
Re-calculate better go reconfigure that fake mask.
Too much for your mind even your spirit,
To handle this cleverness full of factual curiosity,
Never thought I could have this animosity.
Not you the world better yet society,
Ridiculously fake in all it was applied to be.
A fake band-aid…a useless balm,
I cannot begin to think I better calm down!
Reasonably low key in actions and words,
To figure out this a deepening purge,
So I urge to evolve,
To speak yet to never to spoke,
But to poke at figurative figures of a physiological bloke,
I swear you probably sniffed too much coke.
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