I am surrounded by mud that glitters
hence diseases fester in my nerves.
But i am still growing
Earth mocks me for my forced existence
And here I am, looking for acceptance.
Walls of dust are closing in on me
There’s nowhere to go.
I feel trapped in here.
And the vast Silence whispers,
“There’s no cure “
so you know what?
I will make myself satisfied
Give me more trash to chew on