almostgreen

another day of my life thrown away.
confused byt the drugs all in my mind
after the doctors at rehad said if br judt fine
be here im am again
injecting the silver cane directly into my brain
making my thoughts go in insane

here i beome a wanna be poet
i suck as like
and even i know it
like mommy alwys said
dont throw your liek away som
no all i do is beg
for my liek to have meaning and be fun

sometimes noone understand
how it is to be me
a simple white man.
now boy
i iwsh i could stop
im out of fucking control
much more of all of this and my heart will stop
i sit in my broken down chevrolet and pray there must be a better way

isnt there?