DREAM-MESSAGE
Dec 21, 2022
They are not your friend
They do not love you
They just feel alone
I could never go back to the past
Cause it’s broken and shattered to pieces
Like fragile glasses
I put the gun to my head
It gives me comfort as time passes
Then I put it down
Mediate and run around
Realizing that life doesn’t cut deep cause of them
In the end, I can rewrite it all, Into a ten outta ten
With my divinely powerful muthafucking pen !
