Sunday, February 22, 2015
Thoughts 2:24am 2/22/15
Maybe everything that happens on Earth is caused by the imagination from the sun
from its rays the things we don't see the things we don't take for granted
my mind wanders, like my personality. Like everyone else. But I awake every now
and then. It gets lonely being awake, I do not see much of anyone awake usually.
especially ones who claim to be "intellectuals". I stopped calling myself an artist
not for the mere fact that I do not paint everyday anymore. But because I chose to
believe everyone is an artist in their own way. I am undefinable because I am ever changing.
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
I just get my keys and go
Far away sometimes
Wherever I want
I learned this
A long time ago
I think it happens
When you get used
To it being alone
And take pictures
I wonder sometimes
Not even the Internet
Will last forever
And everything
On here will
Disappear
Except
for right now
Is that
you are
reading
this
I vibrate
My soul
Unto yours
Sunday, February 15, 2015
I fell in love with myself in a mirror one time
I couldn't do that compared to my whole life
and they say all you need is one yes I starved myself because I wasn't proud of myself that I gave all I had left to the wrong person. At least she wasn't from LA, they would have stole my identity... The hate in your eyes I see a reflection of me in them. It is the only thing that reminds me I'm a human, I'm not an animal. I have too much on my mind, which way to go. I spit in the ocean with sharks who thirst for blood. I tell them mines no good and they stray off. I don't know what's right or wrong anymore because I want to make everyone happy. When I fail to do so it makes me unhappy. What stress I put upon myself, it's kinda funny. To think that it all doesn't matter
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Driem
There wasn't anyone like me when I was young.
I guess I didn't look hard enough...
And with all the years of fun
Made my life rough
Under the sun
Under the shade
Under the sea
Until I got older
I met a Lott of people like me
Yet they never done what I've been through.
Sort the beans
There is no "I" in team
There sounds like an i in dream
Somewhere
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