got to be one of the simplistic and basically worst topicals i've done..."Lint in my pocket" WTF!!!...lol....

A Innocent lint spiralling into the depths of my pocket...
I’ll admit that it is influenced by all the satanic presence around it...
It sits, blissfully unaware of the evil presence, quietly surrounding...
All it’s attempts of godliness and white light are rebounding...
The pressure is mounting, Is it really of that extreme importance...
Or just a grain of sand, in a beach world with no chance to advance...
A loser, exiled from the wonderfulness of the admired machine...
Considered Obscene, & Thrown into a war like a marine...
It battles, to escape my boundaries, to run away and be free...
But the lint is blind, the ‘cave’ is deep and it cannot see...
It’s considered a nuisance; It lies in a mood of mulish defiance...
A terrible creation of the dick rode & praised Kitchen appliance...

*sigh*....good luck emo dawg.