My dreams sit on the wall. It helps them not to fall. Through the cracks in my head. I want this but that comes instead… I am how I am.
Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
I think outside the box Because I’m off the equinox I can walk and talk But I’m not a paradox Because I got the lock
My mind has three sections Front Middle And Back And Back is important
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
I thought I loved you From the things I calculated But I realized it’s just to compl… Honostly the feeling has just fade… Love and lust are not close they a…
Sometimes we just have to leap Eyes closed Over a river so deep When we erase our thoughts Inside our minds
Darkness and light Fight for my days Yet the darkness is the Shadow that stays Not evil, not depression
I’m in a spiral into ambition And nothing is viral Unless the condition Dances awhile And has a mission
Sound in my unwritten cloud Tangled and dripping turned Upside down. And the movement from creation Is glowing westward bond
Work hard to Love her and Yourself Don’t be concerned With every body else
Can we grasp a feeling Thrown so carelessly? As we take our seats Beneath the thinking tree. Looking at it all
Her words are so simple Her eyes are so sweet Her presence makes me tingle From my head to my feet Her hair is nice
I feel it everywhere But yet I only care How I’m getting there That’s mine and They have theirs
