Keep your thoughts to yourself,
bottle them in an old soda glass and display it on your shelf,
don't tell anyone that you need help,
too much tears so i need some Phelp,
swimming in a sea of vodka and gin,
running from problems leaving a trail of sin,
hard to be sore losing when i never truly win,
lifes a beach that i tan on, leaving behind the tin,
leaving behind the cold dark heart,
leaving everything for a fresh start,
breaking hearts like hungry shark,
making money walking dogs in parks,
mistaking money for jane, and mary for money,
both mean the same now, wasteful not funny,
like a bear i'm dipping my paw in every hole looking for some honey,
like a bee you sting me, bringing me down on one knee,
is that what i always dreamed of,
a lack luster life slacking of any love,
a sad little cry without any leadership from a Gov,
awaiting the day I can join Nonnie above.