Never been to prison though I did a stint in juvenile hall and it was not good, fun, or safe, and yet it’s like my whole world is a prison. Conventional Shunning… where you gonna go, where you gonna run, where you gonna hide; do I want to anymore?
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Conventional shunning; isolation
Pretending not to see
I know my station
And I rather not be
Listen to he, he
So I’m running
Someday I’ll be blinding
Conventional shunning
Ain’t that truth of masturbation?
Love is what I need
Lustful titillations
Write of love and read
But pleasure supersedes
Not the average Playboy Bunny
What of my good deeds
Conventional shunning
So many expectations
Money’s what I need
Damning my taxation
Bittersweet Symphony
How I need to feed
Am I just a dummy?
Begging on my knees
Conventional shunning
This is not my dream
Alone and never touching
Anything but me
Conventional shunning
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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