A shadow of myself.

I was once. Once.

Placidly fuming

when I can be bothered.

I'll rage against my own losses

and fight the system

with a cocktail 

of heroin and White Lightening.

Fuck sir suit and tie.

He put me here.

No. I put me here.

This blistered paradox

that I float through

keeps me here.

An entrepreneur of life.

On a steady income of

'Where did that go' money. 

This video games shit.

Turn me off.