Burning the world
with the meaningless movements
the mental riots
i feel nothing
beautiful nothings
the freaks and weirdos will rise
flowers have no smell and no peddles
tiny skulls like little bugs yelling when u run into them
dogs always bit at your legs
normal is unexpected
normal is tattoo ink and baggy cloths
loud music busting out window
walls moving
parents yelling
just turn it up louder
im the room with the streaming notes
writing wordless letters
that you’ll never get
screaming lifeless sentences out at you
but you’ll never get them

 
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