Your face is sticky and wet with tears
Use your last 10 dollars to buy a few more beers
They never ask about your state of being
Now you’re realizing life has no meaning
The questions are jumbled in your head
Instead of finding some lucid thought you may as well stay in bed
Sleep through the day the sun shines bright
Slip out the door in the middle of night
The world is asleep you don’t need them anymore
Maybe they’ll be sorry the day your dead body hits the floor
Bob Harper’s Card Workout
11 years ago
Hmm. An earie look at my twenties. It's crazy, I'd swear this was me back then. How'd you do that? I guess we're not the special unique snowflakes we all imagine ourselves to be. Then again, that darkness may just have been a cacoon. Nice!
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