Coffee And Cigarettes


I'm getting used to getting old but where's my ambition - Days of omission

I feel broken down inside because my words seem to be trite adding

To the overwhelming

Always a question of truth your truths they

question my efficiency

Impact - The words you can't hear

Shocking - The words I can't write

Recycled words don't justify...

None of these words suffice searching for the sharp words

To drive the message in I put the last words down then I begin

To question the truth

Your truths question my efficienty

Impact the words you can't hear

Shocking the words I can't write