yeah
I know I been stuck being a recluse
I know it’s about time I go and let loose
Shits long over due ain’t that the damn truth
if you want truth that’s a point I forgot how to get to
It’s strange, most days I’m feelin just fine
vibe wit the homies and laugh till I feel it in my spine
on the surface I act perfect but down below I know I’m wearin a mask over my eyes
This disguise, so wonderful I can hide in plain sight
although deep down I wanna just take flight
distance my existence with no remorse
removing my course far away from the zeitgeist
- Author: asrealastheycome ( Offline)
- Published: March 6th, 2022 12:19
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 11
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