time
calendar minute is skipping
in between yearrrrssss
high school seem like fable
standing around the people
hands hold a place of there map
loses our minutes
can’t wait until the sunset
its hard to keep time
when it rather run off
always lose it self
not by the time just our day
throw the watch maybe
it will keep up
How I miss you
as I try to bleed
my thoughts about
all the time you stood and keep me
I can feel you in my chest
you manage to held oxygen and replace it
with your chemical beauty
understanding your ways is easily forgiven
“maybe a new song in the works”
Hit the Astronomy
Beyond the earth astronomy,
when I process these thoughts,
Pushing on the lost
Don’t Blame your self-indulgent
just your ego that pass my astronomy
