Trying to be better
Ever since myself
In spite of myself
In rain health
Most people
Have dirty garages
Mine is nothing but
The smell of old books.
3pm est,
Back in time
To west end ave
And being an asshole.
I don’t want to go
Back there anymore
Because I am not
That person any longer.
I got a bike
And a truck
Some little love
And a record player.