fortfoot not 90%

in one ear out the other, speak on what you know not told, 3d sound frustrated because i cant tell who made it, sleep when i cant keep an eye open, awake out of fucus tired but cautious and defensive preparring for the offensive, repressed anger hard to contain, maintain my own personality even if its constantly being stripped from me, its like a wheres wally picture these days, but everyone looks and wears the same in the city, something smells off and its not the brown snake mate its the putrid shit thats around and leaks into it. fuxk you and your misinformation, its written on the bottom of my shoe have a closer look, some sense kicked into your head. actions, reactions, theyre all relative to the evidence if you. have none wheres it gone, left unattended.