going past , state , lines , puts me in a bind , i know some call it adventure but i picture poison vines , . ,
why , does anticipation make my teeth , grind , . , what’s the root , cause , of a mind body divide , . ,
gotta keep , streaks , not the snaps , but the drug- , -free , dream , yet i’m driving to a state , where the government ,
grows , tree , . , bold and brave , parts of me , say i got this in the bank , but i’m worried ’bout the other split ,
personalities , . , even though i struggle with my self-esteem , no one can convince , me to go against irrationali-
-ty , so i buckle down commitment ’till i crash , cause there’s evil reaching out to grab and smash , every
tro- , -phy i have
– D K T
