Bass Whore

Listening to the music,
my head goes off in space,
I need to see a doctor,
I'm addicted to the bass

Electric skies and lazer lights,
Kandi-kids in neon tights
DJ turn that shit up loud,
Can't get enough of funky sound!!

Music makes my soul sour,
I'm a fucking bass-whore...
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Music is my life. Literally.

Conversation with my Mind

Empty judgments
"Hypocrite!"
What of these voices?
"Your conscious stupid!"
Bullying asshole!

Your mind speaks through esteem.

Hmm, I can do this!!
Like that?
"Sure, like that"
HA!!
"Take it down a notch!"
Nagging ass.

Overcome it! The mind is but a device.

Sometimes I just think to much...about nothing...

My mind likes to tell me I'm less then what I am...

The truth is...If I just overcome the nagging, asshole voice of my ego, then I could progress.

Happy

I'm happy as ME

happy to BE happy

Yet judgment prevails

clue to the oldest me

I hand out kudos

only to receive despite

My philosophy?

FUCK those for hating

the REAL me.