so I'm laying here tired as fuck i think my eyes are going blind I have no doubt my hearing can't be trusted it try to play tricks
I think I may be old my mind is trying it's best to tell me I'm lieing
yesterday I looked 20 today I look 60 I feel all them wrong choices the monkey that sits on my shoulder want stop hollering
all I can hear is my monkey all he wants is his food he never gets full Im trying to shake him...
I think I will just have to run this water I pumping in my blood is no longer doing the trick and I'm getting a little scared.. the people that live in the same house as me think. blind to there fucken ways I don't need my eyes to see what up maybe I got it all wrong maybe my gut lies to
if your there like I know you are then what up welcome to my house of clowns.
Angela Oaks
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