Weathered, Tethered and feeling burnt out –

Eyes, lies, silent screams shout

I have no clue what I am talking about.

That was a shitty verse,

I curse too much –

It’s a crutch.

Everything should have happened yesterday

if only there was a way

To move it all along

to play a different song.

I need a direction

tomorrow there’s an election

I need to find something to care about.

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Welcome to the empty recesses of my mind! I'm a recent college graduate realizing a Creative Writing degree was a bad idea. Give me a pity like. Or you could check out the about sections (on the front page and about this author page) on my blog to learn a little more about me. Whatever. https://thebohemianrockstarpresents.wordpress.com/

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