sober stoner

sober stoner

A Poem by cara

when stern eyes look at me troubled
when im not good and im not normal
im dirty rotten
or im evil and im plotting
that days the day
I think about May
I only came here to get away from somewhere else
i didn't think i had to participate
it slipped my mind you can't just be sober stoner every day

© 2024 cara


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