LB

There’s an irony

That I hold onto

My own paranoia

Not out of any fear

For my own safety

As – if I’m honest

I don’t care about

Whatever happens

In the realities that

I don’t succeed – so

I live Life like ZOD

I win – I always win

B’C’ause I Am A

Sore loser – so

I won’t come

Quietly – No

I will go

Kicking & screaming

Pouting, it’s N’Ø fair – NØ

Doubting – I’ll continue rerouting

But back from me – back to the reason

Why I hold onto paranoia – B’C’ause

I know what I Am capable öF

& if I give Ü an infinite

Outta thyme


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