Early morning on the 23rd,
Speaking with voices I've never heard.
Thinking thoughts I've never had before.
Like what if I never lived to see 24,
Even more I'm blessed to be 25.
26 would be something so divine.
Feel like everything I do is some sorta crime.
Even though I try hard just to walk a line.
Watched yutes got ordered off a town bus.
While the passengers cheered out in chorus.
Blue suit sergeant and him squadie team.
m16 resting on his pants seam.
When did it even come to this?
We, this set a yutes is fucking miss.
But if the world should burn while I sleep tonight.
Do I have the faith that I did it right?
-Mickolas
