up goes my fucking age.
so does thought, denial and my minimum wage.
fuck this shit and the curiosity fit that comes with it.
i have had enough blind intelligence from fear of a new life and what it asks for.
what is the point of living?
why fear it from the beginning?
constructive boredom.
up goes my fucking age so does thought,
denial and my minimum wage.
kept down to ground.
strapped to a life.
kept down to ground.
strapped to a life.
missed and sedated.
cycle spun related.
change is essential to all ways.