Turps

fear left me a long time ago

since then, I ain't been scared to flow

regrets are like holding on to glass

it's best to let go

in order to avoid further injury

take my advice a wrong step

can be like slipping on a piece of ice

sustain pain like kneeling in a pile of rice

however much easier than a bed of nails

elepant in the room

skeleton in the closet

monster underneath the bed

bloody Mary in the mirror

Greenman in the bushes

Boogieman in the window

bee in the bonnet

glitch in the system

peachy cream

It's all a dream

still I swear sometimes I want to scream