Fly The Coop
It's not proper
It's scattered
Unstructured
Like I care
It's just words
Words that spill from my pen
I can't use my mouth
So screw it
Screw punctuation
I'm just chucking out words
A former English major
I'm jaded
Done sitting here
My brains feel scrambled
Overcooked
I just want to get out
Right now
There is nothing I want more
Than to just go home
Or away
Far away
Far from everyone else
Alone
By myself
Blasting music out loud
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