Bug Spray by sold

A bit of poetry from sold if largely because no one really knows why they like this piece. I guess all that matters is that they do.

Bug Spray

My school smells like bug spray
It smells that way because of the cleansing abilities bug spray
They use the bug killing solution
They kill all the bugs that would annoy the humans in the building

My school smells like bug spray
When I get home from that institution I don’t break free from it
I keep using my clean mind
My mentality is unmarred, and unmolested by the insects

My school smells like bug spray
We all lay down, late at night when we’re done with it
I think we’re addicted
Tomorrow we will go back and put more into our brains

My school smells like bug spray
When I’m walking in between rooms I can sense the scent of it
They spray it in the halls
They spray everywhere too, but I can think more in the halls

My school smells like bug spray
But sometimes I wonder if the bugs will break free and we will notice it
Out of sight, out of mind
It keeps the bugs out of the school so we can concentrate on our lessons

My school smells like bug spray
I wonder if anyone knows it’s there, can they too smell it?
I realize that we’re all the same
But I don’t really think they do care about those bugs at all

My school smells like bug spray
I secretly don’t like the bug spray, I really don’t like it
In the music room
My music pushes everything away

Cavity by galanteeshowman

Yeah. it's been a while. sorry. what more can i say?
today's piece is by galantee and i like it cause it's sad but a little silly. but more sad than that.

Cavity

At three o'clock
He goes to bed
After brushing his teeth
And thinking
Loneliness is having no one to brush your teeth for in the morning.