I find people in my psyche that said they were dead or people said they are dead and I come to think I still notice them coming around me.
I have to push on.
I have to take life head on and get out of the way of these lies and make sense of everything.
Or maybe not.
It's hurts to ask for twenty dollars.
I sit here trying to get myself in check and make me think that my freinds are leaving and they don't like me anymore.
I just struggle out.
I have to make the best ideas happen.
And I have to make this stupid blog post count for something and that does not make any sense if anything.
It's cold outside and I know I should hoop.
I have to outsmart everybody.
I literally have to save the human race and get them to space.
We have to write down the most prolific thoughts.
Lets make this happen..
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