Sometimes

Sometimes I look at this world and think "how could I be so selfish?

Inner shell, in a cell.

Wish I had a way to tell what's real when I meditate.

My mind swells, look at me levitate.

The time's 12 should I take my medicine or fake my death again?

I'm late but I should rest again.

A little lake as I piddle, shake then be on my way on the path of middle.

Laugh, it's a giggle.

Ask it's a triple symbol task of riddle.

Fast with a bitter dribble blast of scribble.

I'm waiting after class for the principal for my crystal ball just on principal.

"Trust the visual"

I'm in a rush with a pistol drawn.

A single touch and your dismal existence, gone with little resistance.

I'm born with a civil insistence that I be dehorned with a fickle indifference.

Matter I be reborn with a fistful of inference..