Paindemic 2 by @pwincessahsatan

Hours and hours of diggin’ fuckin’ flowers.
Gardenin’ gardenin’ feel my caloused hands hardenin’.
Readin’ readin’ till my eyes start bleedin’ bleedin’
Where’s all the joy?
In some foster home with my only boy.
Isolation you say?
Desolation is my day.