A Coconut On Your Shoulders
Why are neurons so temperamental?
Lost in peril is the mind
Focused thoughts are very gentle
Integrity and hell intertwined
Two Lies found within
One of truth and one of sin
Smoke and Rhinestones fill the eyes
Popular riddles the only disguise
Intoxicated memories all but lost
Spoken words make me cry
Surfacing after the body frosts
An existence focused on getting high
Loneliness made democratic
Feeling numb the only crime
Breathing alone seems pragmatic
Drawing pictures to pass the time