A SMALL POTATO'S MIND

A small potato that can't make a choice
A very unbalanced mind
Even so, from the bottom of his heart,
comes his want to begin

He knows it all come true but can't paint the vision well
Have both desire and inability

Wrong to know it do this and that and get in trouble
Want to feel it be stopped and cry to get and laugh

Sometimes he didn't want
The strange balance of what he feels
Wanting to stay that way
Sometimes he wants

This empty time that we don't feel
Just a little while

Wrong to know it do this and that and get in trouble
Want to feel it be stopped and cry to get and laugh

Break apart even time it's felt stain the
hope to come with fears

Learned to smoke cooled his head
Learned to drink speak the truth
Take drugs get out of the dark and so on...

Then after saving lot's of starch
And the potato learned the difference
Started growing buds started stretching roots

Learned how to, learned what to,
make up a small potato's mind
Learned the road, learned the view, then start drawing

...Then the potatoes who decided the differences
Grew sprouts Stretches roots
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