By Arcassin Burnham
How did I sleep on this?
How did I manage to keep myself in this charade
Any longer then I need to even fathom if I believed you,
It still wouldn\'t be the same,
Everyone is a victim,
Pushing lies on one another just to see how it
Will impact them,
I\'ve been there,
Done that,
For sure it wasn\'t an impact,
It was an improvement to see how fake people
React,
Thinking out loud,
Days have became a bit solid and filled with
Magnolias,
Sorry that there\'s no trace of psychedelia,
Just me and a couple of snacks with a liter root beer
Sitting in the corner of grandma\'s room,
Flowers keep blooming outside putting roots on
The wall and savoring the roof.