Through The Cracked Window

 

 

 

Cracked? The damn thing shattered!

I could deal with “cracked” I got the rules,

I could hide behind the lies, distorted images,

I didn’t make them!

 

They sold me the goods,

Reality is a fucking bitch,

Sorry, but I am pissed,

An illusion, seriously?

 

Count me out, I am done,

Did you seriously think you were the only one?

As I turn my back and walk away.

I will live and dream another day.

 

(Who needs windows?)

I am: Always a Stoic.

 

 

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