Conversations with Myself
Sometimes I need candy for the mind
Sometimes I need it to feel fine
Sometimes I need sweet and sugar
to reduce the bitter
of life's pickled brine
sometimes
Other times I need nothing but the air to breathe
and the earth beneath my feet
Other times I need just a warm bed, blanket and pillow
to rest and sleep
Other times all I need is water to drink and food to eat
other times
Anytime I need your adoration and glory
I need you to listen, to pay attention, think about and respect
my story
Anytime would be fine.
And so would some money. ;)
No time can you ask me to hurt,
Request me to work for another's pain.
No time can I be expected to hate,
Or be asked to wait on someones
death for personal gain.
no time
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