Random SCRAPS #29: THE NEGATIVITY
The negativity it covers me
Like too many shirts
I can be goody goody
Or one of the worst
Feel like a gym
That doesn't work
Hits me right there
Where it hurts
So much H2O then board to surf
So much more than we're worth
Crawl in a little ball bawl I'm cursed
Good feels coming writing every verse
Don't matter to me
Brand of a purse
What matters is the
Matter of mother earth
She's the one that comes first
Compassion on about to burst
I put ink to paper everything now or later
Just because it rhymes won't make flavor
Won't make
a story just gonna bore me