peach yogurt flies.
scattered in my mindthoughts of life never come back
the scary part is, she is my mother.
and the planet isn't doing so hot.
if we want somewhere to live,
you should start recycling and
act like you give a fuck.
baby turtles are dying because
of sick humans like you.
the gum on my shoe is from
last night's concert.
my mind is blown into a
million little pieces
because you don't know
the world is ending
and I do.
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