Mired in my own 🌫myth🌫

A little tired

Mired in my own myth🌫

I plead the 5th

Skip town

Turn that frown upside down

Where did I leave my crown?

Brown bag my little life

Give me more air supply! 🌬

Rye bread carbs to head

Listen to what I said

Paint the town red

Maroon baboon

Take it easy on yourself

You’re not fully rested

Hopefully will be soon

Gym high noon

Burst through the next cocoon

Shattering plateaus like “Icicles❄ the musical”

Tired

Sleep another hour or 2, snooze-icle

At least I don’t drink booze-icle

This whole place a ruse-icle…

Where are my cute little muse-icles?

Centrifuge reused

Send me a swirl

Bends at the waist, not knee.

Put a bag on it

A sock in it

Suck it up!

She like it rough…

Gives me bruises🤕

Did you see my back?

Did you hear her giggling like Chucky?

Wolf in sheep’s clothing

She listens to Lana Del Ray

Voice like a siren’s song

No choice

Crash against the rocks

Wish I could overcome the clock⏰

Stop clock!

Doc give me a pill💊

Make it stop!