A bed in the Morning

My bike was stolen from my garage the other day. It sucks cause I live in a gated building where you let your guard down a little bit cause you assume no one will steal from you since you’re neighbors and we’re all in this together against people outside this building. But nooooooooooooo it appears that everyone will fuck you when you’re back is turned. Even in peaceful Burbank. It makes me sad more than angry. Now I walk around not trusting and giving everyone a suspicious look. I wanna like people, I really do but truth is, people are bad. Nobody cares about anyone. They will take the clothes off your back if they could and will. It’s fine they don’t realize who they’re fucking with, poke me with sticks long enough and I will gnaw their toes off. I will. Don’t care if you have a family. Steal from me and you better watch your back it’s now me vs. All of you