A Jester Minus the Jocularity

You’re never gettin an amiable apology
You’ll get a dissatisfied sorry
barring the
Point where you realize your actions
And I’ll never understand your turntable of psychology
Your brains spinnin and the lack of stability is starving me
We were a blooming tree
And now shadows are looming over me
In the back of my mind
I analyze the wrong
The wrongs analyze me until
Your eyes begin to shine

Sayin sorry
Falsifying fact
Instinctively denying
impulse
The brink thinks for me and its
ordered in a
Bounding shred
of a new
compulsion


Time for a greater piece
A greater range
of change
And opportunity for the deranged
my you’re strange
You piece of slime-
We’ll always end up estranged
Get out of my lengthy lane
in this street full of flashbacks
Your mind’s become rubbish
is there a piece of your body that lacks trash?!?!
Flashbacks……lacks trash……..Going so fast
……..He demeans you behind your back…
……...And you’re a screen of hindrance holding away
Just pushing away
Just wasting away
We’re all killing ourselves while taking steps after step
Self-medication is a mistake but a good one at that
I know what I did
so.,,,,
Just LET ME LIVE!
L-llll-etttt me Live!

Sayin sorry
Falsifying fact
Instinctively denying
impulse
The brink thinks for me and its
ordered in a
Bounding shred
of a new
compulsion
hahahahaha….
You are my new expulsion
So go on out the door
cross the floor