Saturday, January 3, 2009

Golden brown, texture like sun.


Some times, real late at night.
When im by my self, watching the television.
I pretend like im famous.
And being drunk because i cant deal with the pressure.
as if the wieght of a smart mind is killing me.
But its not.
Im just a tripper,
pretending to be clever.

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