beat and bushed,
i did my part.
the only misery was an empty promise.
and i believe someone needs to change their lens.
either that or its a genetic defect.
one that misquotes for common courtesy.
but i shouldn't be saying this. nope, not at all.
however, heavy metal really absolves me of guilt.
and it feels good.
sorry to Melissa, that i couldn't stop and wait.
sorry to Bjorn, seeing that i crashed into him.
blind i must be as well.
the one thing good thing that resulted?
my lungs got their strength back.
ever grateful to chia for forcing me on this run trip.
ain't deserving of love,
ain't deserving of pain
ain't deserving of anything.