Saw blue skies in her eyes
She’s Who tries not to cry
Rivers running down her cheeks
Branching off to creeks
To ponds
So deep
The lawn
By the scene
The fawn
Eating green leaves from dusk to dawn
From us to them
We cuss we spend
Manically
Cmon don’t panic he
Went to spend
All his money on a Mercedes Benz
Hoping he’d get more friends
Who believe in ends
Believe in money
Believe in luxury
Believe in things funny
But grieve in their recovery
From suddenly
Finding the buzz like a bumble bee
When he
Was seventeen
He became a fiend
For the marijuana green
The belladonna it’s just a dream
To get money with commas
From smoking the ganja
From sparking the thought
While burning up in the parking lot
In the spot
We smoke
And joke
While becoming holier than the pope
The path we take
Don’t act, don’t fake
We move
In faith
And fury
■■■■ seems blurry
They can’t cure, he,
Nervously
Urgently
Fervorously
Murders the
Whole fraternity
In the university
Because he
Had so much certainty
He was a nazi from Germany
Going komacaze
After he built it all up internally
How crazily
He ponders
Ever since yonder
Before the somber
Autumn leaves
Falling from the trees
Please god just let me be
Happily
Alone
Happily on my own
Independent don’t wanna end it because I mend ■■■■
In my life
When I write these tight verses I bring to u on the mic.