today, isaw a happy face.
It poked and proded my inside, my outside.
Dread feeds the hope of consequence,
They like you better when they dont know you at all.
happy faces upside down.
i see thru fog
my thoughts quick and keen.
some dash
some get dashed
a world filled with dashing dashers
dashing the dashed
Am i afro punk?
a punk with no afro
punkless afro.
i was talking about a face i saw, right?
I get lost in here sometimes,
enough head space only for you and your selves..Right?
About that face
the one that saw me too..
the one facing backwards behind me.
THE TRYING IS WORTH THE TRIALS.
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