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.
