
Somedays I’m just chicken shit
Although you’d never know
You wanna just give up and quit
The face is just for show
Working at a subtle pace
No high notes on the treble
Just some basics from the bass
With one foot on the pedal
Living on with just half strength
Everything just pains
Mind and body same wavelength
Don’t let negative thoughts make gains
But Kimberly you cannot trick
She sees the many signs
Adds up the arithmetic
And hands me my lifeline
*no offence intended to chickens even though they’re fowl




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