what's up?
same shit,
as the rebels say.
I remember riding the bus in Orlando, Florida
to work or to class and dreaming
of seeing the world.
I am 2.5 years away from 40,
and I have never even been to Europe.
I suck at wrapping gifts,
but I am decent at rapping,
just ask Marty.
I am attracted to vulnerability.
I am attracted to the art of hiding vulnerability.
nada, I guess,
so go be beautiful
for me elsewhere.