I am a living rejection
Everyone will throw you out
when you smell of normalcy
this is called Growing up
There are too many acoustic wannabes
who want it more than me
And deserve better than I ever did
Nobody wants to see me anymore anyway
I haven’t cried
in what feels like a year
You were such an asshole
Please, for my sake, forget about me
Sasquatch on vacation
ready for hunting season
Why are material things going away?
It’s all online
Goodbye childhood
Get a real job so a woman
can love you for your money
-B.B
Ben Bonkoske 