i`m tired

I CAN STILL SLEEP ON MY WAY SHUDDER WITH NERVES TRYING TO JUMP OUT AND RUN AWAY SO NOW A SMART FREEZE-IT`S GONNA BE JUICIER AND HEALTHIER THE ONE CLEAR WINTER TIME RIVER GIVES THE SPASM OF COLD METAL ON DESERT ROCK SHE`S INDIAN.SHE`S PORTUGESE-AS WHITE AS CHALK AS RED AS APPLES JUST CHEAP COMIC ILLUSTRATION SINCE DAY ONE I`M AWAKE I CAN STAND UP MY EMANCIPATION FROM SWING PENDULUM TRAVELING SOUNG LEFT OF THE FIELD WHERE TWO FRONTS--SAD SITTING EVERYONE BORN WITH AN IMMOVABLE WIRE WOUND AROUND IN CRADLE AT SEA LEVEL HAVING TO FIGHT MY WAY THRU THE SPHERES-THRU HEAT BLOOD WATER IRON-FINALLY REACHING THE RIGHT STREET LEAVE WHATS EMPTY FOR TIGHT MOUTHS THAT FEED ON NOTHING THEY`LL NEVER STARVE