Sitting blind
drifting hell..
Am i trapped?
In what they,
believe they
want…
Is it luck,
reading reality
within those
trashy, moments
of insanity…
Within society’s
belief’s.. i’m damned
if i do… And damned
if i don’t…
Prospective, opened
eyes, sorted dreams,
real life, river of creation..
i’m washing down,
their reality stream…
As thought returns,
being a drug addict
will i ever learn…
Does one keep sticking
their hand in fire?
Laughing life
hiccup dream
does it matter….
Something Stupid
Indeed, that is the question…does it matter…wish I had the answer.
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You just may have the answer, locked up inside of you….
Have you forgotten how to play?
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