Listen to me when I say this
>I could ruin a situation.
>Would tell it all wrong.
>Should make a new one anyway.
I’m a broken flower.
A pedal abandoned by the plant.
A seed never taken up root.
I’m not healthy in a healthy way.
Or healthy in an un to healthy way.
I scream for silence. I yearn for noise.
I hit go at the sound of brakes.
I come to a screeching holt at green.
I get mad for no reason.
Then forgot why I’m mad.
No favorites. Or can’t imagine something any other way.
View points are obvious.
Obviously wrong.
Couldn’t argue to save a debate.
Would waste a breathe to argue.
Nothing matters.
Matter is all I care about.
Hard times came easily.
Easily made things harder.
>learned the hard way.
>took an easy way out.
>couldn’t be taught one thing.
