why is my mind all messed up
when am i going to wise up
instead i going forward
i should find myself stepping up
seeing what it up
im still down
but who gives a fuck
my luck, tasters choice
award throwing it up
skull attached to my spinal collumn
the frame got a nut loose, i gain the fame
still the same
all this poetry
in a present
presenting to you is my secret
swans song
redirect in a rearview
backwards but mirrored up
an image
size change, page flipped
the script isnt what it was
stuffed in a pillow
im a natural
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