Saturday, January 31, 2015

Follow The Gold Brick Road

Man I can't kick this depression, in this shitty life it's hard to see the blessings, there's war famine and poverty, casino games and the lottery are legalized highway robbery, there's no such thing as a sure bet, most musicians are only appreciated after they're dead, it's impossible to get ahead, a forty hour minimum wage job can't pay the rent and buy bread, I'm about to flip the fuck out, start a huge riot or bout, I'm a good moraled person who will resort to stealing, if u keep repeatedly ignoring my necessities and feelings, dangling that teasing bait, right in front of my face, and then quickly retract it with haste, the energy I put into our friendship looks to have been a total waste, now I'm left jealous angry and spiteful, while u elude ur more than fine and dandy ur delightful, well ur in some deep trouble, cuz I'm that asshole who loves to burst bubbles, and I won't dare stop, til I make sure urs is popped, I say revenge is like the sweetest joy next to sucking dick, I will follow my own gold road even if I have to lay it brick by brick!

Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
(9/17/14)

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