by ~Karyl~

Boy, ain't yuh tired?
Holdin' on to all that rage
like it wuz all yuz left wit'
when de world stole yuh lollipop

What was it?
Was it de colour
or de sweetness
or de wrapper in which it came
Dat make you feel
in order to hol' on to de memory
yuh have to romantically
hol' on to all dis pain?


Boy, doh tell me dis ain't my bizness
I sick an' tired of sittin' here
an' watchin' yuh spirit die
and if I didn't tell you 
dat yuh was drownin'
den wha' kina fren am I?

Clearly you ain't tired...
but be aware for when you are
There is always someone in yuh life
willin' to help you fin' yuh betta self
buh cyah nobody take yuh han'
if you too busy 
somethin' else.

Rage by ~Karyl~

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