alexolydian

Fry my mind.
Let's be real,
I'm hungry all the time.
I want to be healthy,
Healthy are potatoes to me.
Cut into small sticks,
Fried into hot oil, deep.
Put some salt,
Give me ketchup!
Hotdog in buns are good too,
I just couldn't describe how much I'm into you.




A fat face I am, 
Little no thin.
Every single dime,
Xchanged into paper dollar signs.
A lot it is,

Good thoughts do not envade my mind.
Running away from the darkness inside.
Allow me to explain,
Chase them dark thoughts away.
Even when I run, it comes back right away.



I can't think of none anymore.