Oh… Come walk through the slopes,
draggy life picks me up and drops.
Sinking ship weeping on my storms
the crazy me, repeating the hopes.
I’ve been making the nonsense sense,
No! really calming the matter ‘intense’.
Afraid, I’m making everything a mess,
No! really, I’m winning the game of chess.
Bravery, carrying the worst of self,
Jealous, I’m refusing her to help.
quietly, I’m keeping the brainless stuff,
Sorry, I’m just pretending that I’m tough.
Hell, no sympathy for ugly Flash,
It’s just my mind bringing up trash.
Now you can take my words or slash,
Every day, I find myself in a clash.