Some days are like
what just happened
the night before.
Oh movement and
others thinking I received
something I never got
When you love people try
to blame you for your feelings
And choices
And now I have pain
strange nights An others
hurting my rain
As I pore out into the street s
an it's hard to recover any
happyness in anything
when people play in
your mind body and pockets.

© lashes