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STRIPPED

 

Innocence forgotten, left alone

My age takes over, empty

Time is wasted nothing owned

My heart wants none but plenty

 

 

I’m sick with self so lazy

I fear my fear is whole

A life I lived so hazy

Dollar bills my goal

 

 

Sultry presence forfiet peace

Pretend today for wealth

Hatred overwhelms me here

Punishing myself

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