Somehow, someway, once more,
it’s become a chore to implore to be even remotely cared for..
Amongst the slightest misconceived rapport,
starts the ticking bomb of an uproar that festers into an eye sights eyesore..
In fact, I barely even know who you all are anymore..
I’m not even welcomed to stay warm indoors by the community I once so highly spoke for,
and lovingly swore I’d adore until the end of time and evermore of before..
I’m being treated like a refugee of war,
that’s been castaway far off offshore,
but in reality, I’m just laying outside the liquor store door,
feeling so sore in my core on the concrete ground floor..
All due to the disarray of dismay of supposed betrayal,
that someday you’ll replay the fact that you got so carried away
with your all high and mighty triple papier-mâché morality passion play..
Once before viewed as my mentor, but now so unsteady and petty you’ll never be ready to levee my encore of valor if you keep on the drugs you dig out from the back of your very own drugstore..
You, you’ll stay on holiday just to keep running away from the truth that contradicts what your mind currently portrays..
Only one day to whittle away..
It’s your choice that you’ve chosen,
to continue to keep leading astray..
drops 🎤✌🏽
🌻🌿
