Air fryer is the best new thing.
The older I get
The more I just want peace.
Leave me out of all the drama.
I don’t want any.
It’s too expensive.
It costs my soul.
I would almost sell my birthright
To have peace.
Once upon a time,
I would have traded my soul
For a Pizza and 2 liters of Coke.
Crappy sleep.
This “hitting the kid with a door” thing
Has me really upset.
I am the kind of person
who wants to talk about things.
This is not that kind of resolution.
They’re ignoring it.
Or has it already gone away?
And I am the one holding on to trouble.
I’ve been accused of ripping the bandaid
-From a situational wound-
To see if it’s healed.
In other words, I make things worse
By overthinking and projecting.
Day 2 of walking on egg shells.
Let’s hope for the next 4 years
We don’t have to find out.
So I updated my resume
And even filled out an app
To be a Lyft Driver.
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