I.M.A
My vernacular is
Far from spectacular.
In my arrangement
I’ll never change it.
But I’m always after her,
Even though my visions blurred.
I’m contagious. Far from famous.
But you can listen to my words.
Explain thoughts that just occurred.
I can’t hate it, just make it nameless.
Now my brain is stirred,
I feel myself in my nerves
In my arrangement, will never change it.
