I aint even high but I smell like it
“My time is a piece of wax, falling on a termite, who’s choking on the splinters…”
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
Just the whole Peanut Butter Jelly Time song.
Because I got high