There might be an intelligence agency or two,
that MIGHT just want to kill me...so, how are you?
Anyhow, anywho... I'm getting bored with all that;
and I'm still living, so I want to forget that c**p.
Having that bit of stress... well it gets annoying.
Toying with this messy h**l of thoughts with laughter.
Kakistocratical schemes; I'm occasionally destroying.
Catastrophic dreams of a utopia raised - I'm enjoying.
Until that idea seems more likely and realistic;
For a little while, I'll be this suicidal-ish me.
Yelling, more internally than externally,
As I'm getting sore of all of the rivalries.
Settling myself down by wearing myself out;
I'm wondering if anyone cares what I'm about.
- J.M.
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