
Poison Snow
When I was a baby, the summer filled with snow
Upon closer look, the truth you would know
Instead of a snow bank, you’d see a
When I was a baby, the summer filled with snow
Upon closer look, the truth you would know
Instead of a snow bank, you’d see a
Vacations are terrifying
On planes, all I think about is dying
When I take the train
All I fear is pain
When I’m in the car
I imagine my
Who am I to say
What children should learn today?
My lessons are in the past
I may as well be an outcast
Who am I to decide
To
I would still buy the worst advice
Frome extremely stupid and very small mice
They sit on their throne and speak with authority
They dish out their
I am attempting to get unfurled
Addicted to the conscious world
My brain begs for sleep
I don’t count, I murder sheep
The next day I ask why
The
Managing life, business, and schizophrenia all at once can be incredibly overwhelming. Worse yet, setting mental illness and managing life aside, and you still
I once heard a man
When he spoke, my world shattered
He said about my plan
That I do work that mattered
He said another thing
Something I could
My biggest stress
Is when my money is less
It puts me under duress
But, on I press
My biggest fear
Is always near
I’ll shed a tear
When there’s no
I once had a rock
Given from a girl that liked me
She gave it as a keepsake
An object for our memory
I was afraid of the
One night
Went to work
One sight
The lights lurk
Without thinking
Took my pill
Heart sinking
Why I’m ill
Cab home
Psychadelic lights
Secret tome
Mental mights
Home asleep
The lights fade
Another sheep
An unfortunate trade
One day
Lights
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