lately i'm a wanderer.
so much to think about i've turned pro ponderer.
anything beats treading water.
man i was floundering.
a grown man at the bottom of a bottle drowning.
everybody's is different.
listen.
i bottomed out so hard.
permanent brain damage looms large.
i've got memory problems i can't blame on pot.
can't figure out how to solve 'em.
thought by the time i turned 30 i'd be long gone.
i'm always wrong.
can't fit in, i'm an outcast.
besides that the time's off and i don't belong.
often time's i'm misunderstood.
never seem to make things better.
burn a candle at both ends.
now whole worlds a little brighter.
most nights find me staring into space.
i'm a regular head case.
left with no place.
i'm just me .
call me no face.
Canna-Juice?
Scam-Excuse?
Not a millionaire by 30? I feel for you.