Deprive my brain, go ahead handicap my mind,
I don't mind b/c as you can see my cells are walking on crutches
I can hardly breathe, can hardly walk up right, straight?
Eh who cares....as long as I can spell my name right?
L-A-M-E
What's the rest? Why won't you help me?
:throws pen down:
Frustrations, Hopelessness, Give up, Fuck it.
Turns on television
and takes in
the invasive subliminal messages the media is sending to my mind
but I don't mind.
My brain cells quit working along time ago, right?
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