introspective
This is...something. look at my hair (photo cred to Sheldon).
Introspective:
after I re(a)d what they were..
I have a bleach outlook on life
and can't pass anything but time.
Did I see the world in color,
like everybody claims.
No, I won't stoop to that.
I dyed again, which you love to see.
I filled my work with fluff, just for me.
I gave my words a rest, my favorite tease.
And now back to the start, aw jeez. (rick).
I'm mortyfied and a damn maverick in a breakfast club of one.
I'm a magician who parked in the south and became the top gun.
My so called life is just a red band society and a play on wayne.
but there's no Bravo for me, just the perks of being a wallflower---and staying insane..
it takes a certain kind of brain
to work words this way..
something I'll never surrender.
or remember
how to give away..
take it or leave it, i'm here to stay.
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