I hate herbs I think im Giving Up

And the youth are running in circles , boasting their shallowness While spreading themselves unbearably thick. They're busy, deciding on the perfect date for their birthday to fall on. 

I'm Limbless in this time but I was Strong and Stupid and I can't stop drinking to pretend. I can see you clutching freedom Oh God please tell your baby to shut up There is no hope in illusion.

Tomorrow we will eat cake and eat and eat and eat and Start popping like salmon in a still pond. I'm glad my bones are thin, otherwise I would fall apart. As my eyelids droop I'll browse the internet , I'm chasing Space.