Thursday, September 22, 2016

prototype

You ever been so done
So tired
That you
Trying to
Figure out just how
In the hell
Did I get here in the First place

Its hard not to care
But slowly Im learning
That everyone does not
Deserve my sympathy

The type of heart I have
Seems to be to big for the fearful
The type of mind I have is too
Strong for the feeble
My personalities are multiple
But none of them are equal
My being is never ending
So im working on my infinite squeal

Stop complaining a long time ago
Learned how to let things go
So easily
That people now wanna go with my flow
I am the prototype


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