Nevermind…

What was I saying?
Oh; Nevermind…
Where was I going?
Somewhere that,
I’d never find.



What was I saying?
Oh; Nevermind…
Where was I going?
Somewhere that,
I’d never find.



What was I saying?
Oh; Nevermind…
Where was I going?
Somewhere that,
I’d never find.
Meditate;
In the moonlight,
Feel the shine.
The lunar frequency,
& I combine.
The soul escapes from,
Where;
It was confined.
I mean;
No one gives,
A single;
Fuck about mine,
Even when so much,
Is still;
Sitting on the line.
They don’t care bout’,
What I whine,
So;
I just hang myself,
From the vine,
And;
Tell y’all I’m fine.
That’s what ya like,
To hear right?

I don’t even matter…
Fuck me;
If this is true…
I don’t even matter…
Nothing does,
Unless;
It’s about you…



I don’t even matter,
Lying;
On a paralysis platter,
Brain splattered,
With;
Pointless chatter.
Swing batter, batter,
Caught between,
Kindness;
& would I rather?
On that;
Marshall Mathers,
Butchering cadaver’s.
Coherent thoughts,
Scatter;
Like rain when,
It begins;
To pitter patter.
The spoon,
Caked with batter,
Feeds the hungry,
&;
Makes them fatter,
All while,
My mood gets sadder.
I’m off to Saturn,
Set course for,
A new exploration pattern.

I don’t really know,
Where to go, with this flow.
All I really know,
Is that I twisted up some dro,
QP’s to blow, you know?
And if so;
I hope to show,
The world;
The direction I row.
There’s always a stitch,
To sew, you know?
Ohh; Nevermind,
Seems our minds,
Never do align.
Perhaps this be,
A sign?
Perhaps this be,
A once in a lifetime,
Occasion.
Humanity is lost,
Prepare for invasion.
This is what’s inevitable,
Because;
I’ve put the wrong things,
On my pedestal.
Sleepin’ inna,
Bed of shame,
Bed of blame,
You bet;
My dreams be plentiful.
I’ve gotta avenge,
My soul;
Before this nightmare,
Turns sevenfold.
Caught up,
Inna chokehold,
Gasping for oxygen.
……
Oh; Nevermind…
Don’t worry bout’ it,
It’s not important.
No; I’m never fine…
But that’s alright,
It’s not important.



Oh; Nevermind…
Don’t worry bout’ it,
It’s not important.
No; I’m never fine…
But that’s alright,
It’s not important.
Well; I mean it is,
But…
I’d hate to bother.
Oh well;
I’ll just overwhelm,
Myself;
Grey in my hair,
Just like my father.
I’m fine;
With dying of thirst,
Before I trouble you for,
A glass of water.
So forget about me,
It’s okay; I’d just rather,
Not even bother.



Nevermind…
Nevermind…
Nevermind…
It’s never; It’s never,
It’s never the right time.
Nevermind…
Nevermind…
Nevermind…
Y’all; Can steal my shine,
It ain’t that divine,
Anyways…

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