the sun rises to another day
as darkness and gloom cloud
my mind, but it’s okay,
I’m okay, you’re not.
the things I used to love
have taken a backseat to
instant gratification, for what?
anything but the face
of reality.
it’s you, not me,
you’re perceptions are off,
you see. it’s not what you
think, my lack of concern
is
normal in my dark world
where everything is peachy
when I’m lit, no worries,
no job, no money, no
education, just another
good buy-bye for
more
good
shit.