Nucleated eyes result from the acid in my brain,
provoking thoughts that range from bitter to insane,
My life's a calculated risk with no window pane,
optimizing my view while I'm trying to remain,
me,
I speak with my heart but contradict in my mind as I,
flee,
Running away from my future but kicking away my past,
so much my Size 10 and half shoes are soaked with my failures mad,
to maddening playing Madden as my life sings sweet lullabys of nothing,
if you understand this too exasperating yourself so you c as n help me to stop running.
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