Poems from Desystar
Scrubs eh
Oh, that's what you call these
But that ain’t what I call them
These things right here
I call them my work clothes
Everyday I...
If you had it all
Would you still care for me?
If your bank account was over flowing
And your cars were filled with colorful girls
Would...
Don't know how to explain how I feel
Its a mood am use to
But I dont know why its the way it is
It puts me in a place no one likes to be...
If I walk around with a frown
What would they think?
Would they question?
Would they even wonder?
Do I mean anything,
To anyone out there...
Whats expected is never accomplished
Life is what it is
A big bowl declaring a master spoon
And eatable objects
Where the spoon is you ...