somedays I wish
I had no brain
to think or condemn me
I'd make bad choices
all day long
with no guilt to attend me
I'd drink too much
and drive too fast
up all the one-way streets
I'd be cross
and punch my boss
I'd steal old ladies seats
I'd go on dates
with 100 boys
all within a week
I'd start fires
slit some tires
whatever havoc I could wreak
sometimes I think
about sitting around
a fire and smoking pot
but then I think
to myself
'hmm, better not.'
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