Worker
Spirit in them boots
Gives no reason and no fruits
People tend to talk too much
I belong at work in them boots as such
Time passes by
We are alone but we still try
I stopped to wonder
And I stopped to keep on asking 'why?'
Street Girl
Bon appetit! She can't hear no shit I wonder what her headphones play I doubt it's a love song Because she is pretty lonely, I'd say, I'm lonely too, but I'm okay, She deserves better, But she is indifferent to my say
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