Sitting under a tree
What’s weird to you
Isn’t weird to me
I can’t be at home alone right now
Jib that lad
I’ve took my socks off
Got Sleaford Mods on
And my shoes off
Got shorts on
And a shirt on
Need to do my washing but I can’t be arsed
I’ll wear what I want
I don’t believe in irons
I’m pissed off because I’m sitting here being useless
But also appreciating a bit of nature
Sometimes I hate being nice
Sometimes I hate feeling anger
Sometimes I hate being full of contradictions
Sometimes I don’t
The world’s a *** contridiction *** anyway
This is shit but I’m writing it anyway
You know what though
Fuck it though
I’m fed up of it all though
Walking everywhere because of the bus strike ( *** completely behind it *** )
3 weeks in ( *** or so *** )
I’ve had enough of feeling like I have to be nice all the time
Even though I really am (sometimes not though)
I’m lovely really
But I’m also a nob head sometimes too
Who isn’t eh