Like smoke I will rise
with the wind in my wings
too far away from the ground
too high to ever come down

dissimilate.

******* for making me look down
When you deserve to suffer under my gaze.

Reality is a pen
              writing
           life's every moment

**** was I ever involved into something
That felt a bit more meaningful
Than day after day after day spinning this wheel
Like a **** idiotic squirrel
But I sure can face paint for three hours
At some god forsaken block party
Simply not to engage into any shallow conversations
Eat a full meal
And get lice...
Yes, it wasn't a misspelled
Love
Could someone come scratch my head please?