I remember those times I felt pride in adapting to pain To memories that tossed themselves about and gave off pungent smells Like the explosions of hydrogen sulphide Flow out the room Sweep yourselves out Go with the wind, have fun for a lifetime maybe. Let the stream take you along Stop leaving traces I despise this habit of yours Haven't you noticed the constant change in my demeanour when you try to sway my mood? Haven't you noticed that I can easily live without you Do you have what it takes to let go of a non- accommodating house? #TheProcess 1
