Tan complexion sitting in the bottom lower left section waiting so I won't have to face objections.
Throwing money so people can look at my direction.
No more money, no more kisses , no more affection
I could sit here and waste time with a reflection but I accomplish nothing and live with the fact I'm less than what I can be.
Everyone says that my writing is too simplistic and that my words are to pessimistic.
Can't do addition 1+1= what?
I lied so now people are waiting on an admission, hoping that I will dismissed on the suspicion of drugs.
I am going out to see the sun, eating a honeybun