What is happening I ask myself as I stumble through another hazy days caused by the drugs I inhale late at night by the starlight neon signs fluorescent eye digestant Moon full then half then crescent In l that state I’m a permanent resident when I hit the dope I didn’t think of all the consequences Weed man didn’t tell me of the transcendental dismantle of Reality The dead eyes of a Journey only in your mind body catatonic while your mind runs wide thinking of good ideas for tomorrow But you’ll never follow through Cause The moon is full than half then crescent As my nights continue the star shift positions as I sit here reminiscing about other times I was happily stuck in the same position highest fuck with no mission but when I think about that it’s like regression a personal recession my past deserves no resurrection Let the past stay buried please weed no more recollections The moon is half then full then Crescent Still no goals for for the present high as fuck nowhere to go but still no patience heart rate always raised skin glistening with precipitation Sloth a constant persistence to undermined my better existence The moon is full then half then crescent Sunset red my eyes in the dwindling light by the fire side writing down my thoughts questioning the design the divine intertwine mingling my heart and mind twisted by those around you speak nothing but lies twisting people on the inside bread ties fresher to make us idealize a monarch bent on destruction with greed in their eyes coping measures to keep us quiet legalizing weed now to make us more compliant We’ve become too defiant The moon is half then full then crescent Speak out try to shout Bob Barker soap in my mouth and turn your lights out no more social media the government defeated yeah shadow banned on TikTok Instagram and Twitter miss information they figure The moon is half then full than crescent Go back to the bong rips to silence my guilty conscience tell my gut it’s silly nonsense everything is fine I don’t act it won’t be a consequence to your lack of action it’ll just pass like bad gas national flagellation stink up the world flush and be patient let the world clear wait another 40 years and start another altercation The moon is half than full than Crescent I stumble through another hazy days caused by the drugs I inhale late at night by the starlight neon signs fluorescent eye digestant It’s where they want me to be dazed and confused blinded by delta eight, HHC THC I’m hypnotized trained not to fight when they say jump I’m to high to fight I’ve become docile letting them take away my rights hiding it by giving me small delights The moon is half then full then Crescent The moon is half then full then crescent The moon is half then full then crescent Nothing else ever changes but the moon through its phases