Being forlorn is like wanking to a naked picture of strife
it vividly displays the sketchy bitterness of being lost in life
i feel so small trying to make sense of it all
the dot makes a screeching halt before the end of e'ry explanatory sentence
sadly, my world lacks the essence of a presence badly...
guess i need a cause..nah, better yet a nurse,
maybe i got screws loose
or mi sanity booked a boat cruise...
probably i'm just tired..
lucky migraine, he just got hired
i feel feverish, my head hurts...
am i selfish?
my curse rides mi like a horse
'Gidiyap!'...hollers my boss,
i run....bearing the lunatic's cross
it vividly displays the sketchy bitterness of being lost in life
i feel so small trying to make sense of it all
the dot makes a screeching halt before the end of e'ry explanatory sentence
sadly, my world lacks the essence of a presence badly...
guess i need a cause..nah, better yet a nurse,
maybe i got screws loose
or mi sanity booked a boat cruise...
probably i'm just tired..
lucky migraine, he just got hired
i feel feverish, my head hurts...
am i selfish?
my curse rides mi like a horse
'Gidiyap!'...hollers my boss,
i run....bearing the lunatic's cross
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