Twenty, five, twenty twenty,
How to be – alive – yes really.
Spending time all alone,
Waiting by or on the phone.
watching shitloads of realy bad tele.
Twenty, five, twenty twenty,
to die a death and heal serenity.
It starts real well – with best of intent,
Turned of everything – paid up the rent.
Closed the eyes – made myself empty.
Twenty, five, twenty twenty,
Every thought – gets thrown and sently.
Focus on each part of breath,
Loosing myself – enjoying the rest.
So I adjust every so gently.
all beause its Twenty, five, twenty twenty,
That I grow taller and calmer saintly.
Its grace recieved,
and wisdom releaved.
Till the sweats and tears – make their reprieve.
Twenty, five, twenty twenty,
a day to start – a painful journey.
We flush the stuff,
And banish the blush.
learning the things that made us heckley.