Inspect

Lot of palindromes this month
It's four in the morning
I would have woke at one
The early you wake
The more time to inspect
All your life's qualms
'Fore the sun has set

Bitter at expression
Like I ain't foolin', too
How did their attention
Buy you into truth?
It bought you into truth

Poor kid complex with no trades
The art I could admire
Becomes the expression I hate



Credits
Writer(s): éva Montoya
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