VEGETABLES

I was once 19
Was a difference between the nice and the mean
I miss new york
The streets they used to wave at me
Never was the thing to be
Laughing at the intoxicated nights with a twinkle in every bird’ s eye
The planet’s demographic and the white man’ s anger sizing me up
I felt like Dylan
I use to turn down women left and right for a night of love making similar to 2 butterflies
Now I ponder the opiates , now i ponder the cocaine
The pain, irritable, discontent that surfaces my every thought and movement during my waking day makes me want to leap into a VOLCANO
From my head to my toes to my teeth and my nose to my naked body ripping off clothes I’d like to Burn Burn Burn BURN
There is nothing i wouldn’t do for a gram of cocaine right now
If you’ d like to find out what the sun’ s all about I challenge you to wait till the light s go out
You could cry yourself to death but don’ t cry for me
You say you got a broken heart but your not as broke as me
You want some sympathy but babe don’ t look for me
Well you should know by now the prince doesn’t always get his way
They say you will never know if your insane
Almost 24 years old
I must be getting older I’m start ing to eat my vegetables .

by Taylor Dalton on Friday, December 12, 2008

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