lastbadger

I need a new entry of old, a re-entry for my soul, to break with this monotony
of gluttony
thats gotten me, nothing
but a bloated belly
which makes me look so silly
it seems to me that my discetionary spending of time, has been a waste of resources like morse codses,
sending the wrong singnal to my mind saying it isn't enough that you love this stuff and you gotta have more
what life is for is to preserve the self by gaining but all of this taking is making my body belt out black lung belches and my hands stink I the pink is gone from my song I know that i've been wrong but ain't quite sure how to make right my health and control myself, because discipline never seeemed in with my circle of friends it was all about going all out and indulging self, well now I'm over fed and under moved and my grooves have got to many wiggles so girls start to giggle watching me jiggle and shake my copius ass
I gotta get back all the space thats been taking by making my shaking an earth quakeing revelation of self salvation and fakin breakin knowledge of rule makin Wakin the college of new movemnet
~groove


Oh yeah, I'm going grey at the end of the month. Until I get either Broadband or am back in Michigan.