Jean Philippe Gibson

Detriments not Insanity






Often I ponder the deep depths of my detriments.
I wish people wouldn't call me crazy.
I wish people could see that I'm just misunderstood.
I wish that girl I Love didn't think I was a monster.
I wish they can see I got demons but I'm a pillow.
Often I ponder the deep depths of my detriments.
Why can't water give me another chance?
Why can't I get one more chance at the gridiron?
Why can't people see that I'm hurting?
Why can't I come to grips with where I am?
Often I ponder the deep depths of my detriments.
God I have eaten all your flesh.
God I just want one more chance with water.
God I just want you to heal me.
God I need one more chance at football.
Often I ponder the deep depths of my detriments.

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