Time lapses crash as he ages gracefully with each day's passing.
Tragic. Manic, lashing out to each passerby. Replay ; magic.
Asshole. Deprived of a sense of direction through this glass map of life.
Given a mop and broom with a lesson ; "lf you clean half assed, you'll die."
Boss half blasted and high, drooling on his peppermint button up tie.
A veteran with heavy stress and steadily second guessing his pride.
What's triggered the downward spiral the human population is facing?
Nations in stasis, pacing back and forth losing occupations and patience.
Drama painted, waiting for my father to tell me I've finally made it.
A man unearthed, uprooted and he's shooting to find all his graces.
Time needs a facelift, we can't keep counting down 'til the end.
Trial and error paired with failure waiting for common grounds to rescind.
Witnessing the pavement bloom, surrounding the roses in patterns.
Making room for improvement in life daily hoping it matters.
Coping with laughter as we happen to be purged into a system of hate,
Cant lead when we steadily learn that we're all missing some traits.
|