The Shadows I See (12152025)

after summer somber November not like I remember I miss everybody most of all I miss the one I call mama no one told me know one knew on the verge got the urge to write a few to calm the nerve awakening the frontal lobe got to get inside before it close life path nine closed the circle drew the line thought I grew up in hard times grew up to find out thoughts do lie can't trust the mind rythem rymes with win some lose some the ism the idea the wizism I said goodnight to the night owl and the night owl says "do you know who you talking to"