I’m sitting, armed and damn dazed
Lifting my arms up, hands touch my face
Shifting my position at such a fast pace
Wishing I wasn’t thinking at such a dashed rate
Misplaced, memories going through my hemispheres
This place, me and you, is henny clear
Dimmed days, the light is offending fear
Off of mere thoughts ‘bout cash, dear-
God, I paused the Cashmere Thoughts cut
As I cleared my thoughts I stood up
Looked up in the mirror, it’s getting clearer
I can’t bare the reflection, I fear a
Deep affection effecting the rear view
Hindsight is a blind light nearing you
Hiding the bright limelight right behind you
No signs of past assets viewed
So I ask where I’m at with a few
Remarks of tokens in a self loathing wind
I’m an angel with broken wings
Is what I see after I’ve awoken the real thing
In the mirror made of steel ink
Describing the feelings that are sealed in...