“You’re weird 😂“
That’s what they say to me
does the physiological difference drip from my lips
like blood from Steve Grogan
(He got hit by Dick Butkus)
Ass-kissing dads desert, ala rain in the Sahara
Claim to be a believer
but they’re just another deceive
the back covers of my books are the receivers
of my exhaust fumes
writing all day, writing to find the way
writing to make the kids who eyeballed me go away
until you’ve been the victim
you don’t understand the struggle
until you’ve been the breaking point
you don’t understand my silence
it’s where my demons hide
and I continue to fight them
“But a good weird though”
Huh?
What’s a good weird?
Like you don’t think I’m a stalker or some backwards shit?
I guess you’re closer than most
to cracking the tip of the iceberg
so I spread the word, these lines get heard
with these words
my freedom lives and dies
because now you see
what I really am on the inside
outside appearance may confuse
and attempts at flirt may not amuse
but I need
this recovery
before I become
the enemy