Slipping Away
Some days I can feel it all slipping away…
My Patience, My Faith in Humanity, My trust in friendship, The belife in some vague undefined “Greater Good.” On those days I could just spit. I’d burn the whole world down just to light my cigarette if I thought it would give me one moments peace of mind.
I’m a bad Aquarian, I don’t belive in Utopia. On days like that, on days like today I have to remember what I am. I’m a prince among men, and so long as I remember that, nothing can keep me from getting what I want.
