People Choose Their Destruction

What asshole are you

To figure this out?

I am in the land of the unknown!

This smelly old ashtray I consume

Smokes eighty cigarettes a day,

For I used to smoke eighty cigarettes

Before I betrayed my teeth...

And I will not bathe for any man

Unless he owns me!

I rub my tits against the door

Because I'm static,

Who do you think you are

With your rose color donut?

Does it taste good?

Or is it poison?

I don't know.

Fire engine red is my heart

You can call me whatever you want!

For I am a woman of strange days

Following the black sabbath...

And God loves me

Just the way I am,

For I love you

Just the way you are.

In 1961, I used to be Jesus

Yet I was born in 1983,

Do you want to see me again

Across the street?

I want a rose to love me

Am I truly high?

I want to hug a tree

That lacks understanding...

For wisdom is a rose unscorned!

And Robert Kennedy

Never made it to the end,

I want to be scorned too!

For flowers were born in 1969

When everything mattered

And people were actually nicer

And I want to be scorned for life...

For life's assassin

Is a mirroring outrage,

I want to die alone!

No.

Jesus's flowers are at a standstill

I want to die alone,

What causes love to be untrue

When a blank canvas

Has no love?

For I am blank

And I must take a bath,

I shall be smelling like a rose!

Throw me in the bathtub

And watch me die

For my wisdom shall die with me.

And kids are running everywhere

Yet the devil's children have no filter...

I am 42 years old

And I shall die...

My life is absolutely gorgeous!

I'm always smelling like a rose!

You are my heart

You are my soul,

I shall sell my soul to God!

For I am a rebel's cry

And poetry is my deal,

Let it rain outside

For I am an angel's hell

But in a good way...

Please take it as it resonates

For I am a lonely rose

Dying on a lonely bed,

I want to be well in life.