Write my thoughts down a king who wears the crown try to turn my frown upside down beaten like a clown worries n stress where i drown words you hear profound smoked the whole pound ties that make me bound problems constantly found much nicer when not around put your hands up when you feel the sound im not a square mate im round like circles or diamaters of spheres sip or skull my beer not so deer hear the cheer of a crowd thats near steer clear of thoughts that appear wars fought with a spear sort thro things i brought with a brew no idea what to do somethings i wish i knew bills that are overdue one of the chosen few interstate i flew irrate the winds the blew rather a steak then ur rabbit stew camping when the sky goes blue a track i made through none where will it take me too im done.. back for god sakes i choose to lose on the news another story confused for fun..