I guess i should be less direct and honest being in this job but
I could not help
I dont wanna help
Conversely
I fear me getting deformed
Worldly deformation stinks
I loathe indeed
Freaks not me but the majority
Mutation indicating tumor pushing cancer
Pardon my swearing and immaturity for being almost uncovered but
I want to feel the earth the way it is
Unarticulated, bear and innately natural
I need to so I can stay alive, genuine as can be
Boss appreciating me the wrong way. It makes nauseous pride and chronic decay
I feel like carrion
Attracting flies
Whats wrong with people hiding from one another.
So wrong. Utter helplessness.
This is nothing desperate I
Wish I would be a part of doomsday
Epic.
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