Thursday
Today is Thursday I feel like a person that went to jail and has to go back home Or went to war and now has to re learn how to be a civilian It's not that I forgot It's that I was exposed to another way of living and now I don't know how to be Can I be me? But who am I? I was there in Cali trying to keep the peace and I know you are not aware that your good treatment did not fully exonerate you from the crappy treatment you wanted a wife I'm a friend and even worse, a sister I will not have sex with you Can you get it? Will you get it? Yes you do but you are still mad and yell at me and want me to be someone I'm not You keep comparing me to your ex she sucked so I don't know why you do that and then you have nothing to say so you compare me to your wife that you don't have yet I ate a chocolate weed cookie you influenced me too and yes I'm an adult but God, am I human and humans are weak have you learned that yet? and I'm a flower and this world ...