A child and all his monsters,
playing as if the doctor’s not present
Paying the sins of those responsible,
bless the heart of the hard workers
All the corrupt leaders,
who know what really matters
Where’s the next stop?
all aboard the train of thoughts
Complainer’s DNA in my system
with delusions enveloping my mechanism
All the people together
But we may never see the brighter corner
I am by no means a genius
Or even a tiny bit smart for that matter
Hey what’s that over there?
Is that a new, fresh from the oven spicy meme?
Let me consume it
and cringe myself to sleep