Pesticides

I think I accidentally smoked pesticides or pcp the year before I left for college

Everything looked like a deep fried meme

I think somebody laced my weed

I didn't do it to myself I promise

My mama warned me about little pills and older men

Strawberry fields that never end

She did her time

Somehow escaped that clawing hand a strength ill never understand that iron grip can get so tight

What if I broke this stupid glass over my dumb head?

Let all the blood run down my arms til the garden's fed

Wait til the flowers bloom in the same place that I bled