Typical me 10/2020

I wear my heart on my sleeve I carry the weight of the world on me I have no filter on my mouth I'm not apologizing for being blunt I just let it fly off the cuff Baton down the hatches It's going to be a rough one I'm not at all street smarts Hell to be honest with you I'm more book smart My humor gets me into trouble Half the time my mind's in the gutter Or I'm to one extreme after another They call me a dizzy eyed dreamer If they only knew It's my war on reality