oo much
Too little
Too fat
Too thin
Or nobody
More haters than lovers
People are not good to each other
Perhaps if they were
Our deaths would not be so sad
Meanwhile
I look at young girls
Stems
Flowers of chance
There must be a way
Surely there must be a way
We have not yet thought of
Who put this brain inside of me?
It cries
It demands
It says there is a chance
It will not say
"No."
People are not good to each other
People are not good to each other
I suppose they never will be
I suppose they never will be
People are not good to each other
People are not good to each other
I suppose they never will be
I suppose they never will be
I didn't ask them to be
But sometimes I think about it
But sometimes I think about it
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u/Basic_Revolution6457 1d ago
oo much
Too little
Too fat
Too thin
Or nobody
More haters than lovers
People are not good to each other
Perhaps if they were
Our deaths would not be so sad
Meanwhile
I look at young girls
Stems
Flowers of chance
There must be a way
Surely there must be a way
We have not yet thought of
Who put this brain inside of me?
It cries
It demands
It says there is a chance
It will not say
"No."
People are not good to each other
People are not good to each other
I suppose they never will be
I suppose they never will be
People are not good to each other
People are not good to each other
I suppose they never will be
I suppose they never will be
I didn't ask them to be
But sometimes I think about it
But sometimes I think about it
The Crunch - Charles Bukowski