Napkin Art - Zombie Pebbles
Never mind my bad breath
Welcome to my house
This place where I never did feel at home
I'm rotted by the bad news stuff
My assumptions are forever waiting
Never did I gain the skills to control this space
It was not like this when I was young
Once I wanted to depart and escape
It looked so much fun to jump right in
But it now seems a lost cause
I'm medicated from day to night
Walking from pillar to post
I'm rotted and want to be alone
I'm buried under a ton of grief
Hating for what I have become
Never did I care
Never was I interested
Never was I present
My story of loss
This life of fear and apprehension