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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