Now we know why we're all bad people,
we can blame it on the other-like an outlet.
A genuine asshole line, passed from generation to generation.
A dysfunctional strand which DNA reconstructs and precedes to pass down-it never fails.
My life, to get off subject, has broadened itself.
It has become more than what might be my providence.
Although, please, whatever pain I might have to endure-please don't linger.
Be swift and not slow.
Everyone knows that slow is death.
From mental agony or a decaying disease.
Be full of laughter and untainted love.
So much to grow, you and I together.
Love, although confusing, isn't hard to figure out.
Darling, my comedic distraction=causes so much beauty and clarity in my world.
Natural miracle, my very eyes, seeing magic with fogs.
I'm yours always-my end to every life's search.
You let me be free.