The world is warped
So I replicate
self medicate
to keep my head above water
The psychedelic features never bend
Though I hope they do
In what right mind can it be fathomed
That's why I lean on the side of wrong
That bad taste in your mouth
Leaves a bad taste in mine
Unconscious hording
We seek who we are
The plants are greens
Blowing dust, taking me higher and inhaling powder to resolve
Down the drain, drips the unspeakable
This is what elixirs do to you
In order to avoid all storms
Trying to rear the ugly head that appears thru blood point overload
I'm trying to not be told
That I'm the piper in the danger zone
Follow me @beansanrice , tweeting to technology
That keeps me changing all my clothes
Where am I?
What's going on?
Why am I here?
The awareness surfaces
challenging the senses, that have become worn
only to be pushed down
Life hurts
I can see clearly now
Enrapture me and make me forget
I'm glad to be home
And then I wake up
Hung over...........what the fuck did I do last night???
Love it Beanie Baby! Looks like we're on similar paths. Keep pushing for the change you want to see and it will become ever so clear.
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Thanks Chica!!! We need to get up, soon!!
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