My heart is aching, feels like it's breaking. I never know what to say, feels like I'm slipping away. Watching each passing day, instead of living, I'm giving into, these sick temptations, my brains fucked up manipulations. Makes me feel so numb, but I can't stand to feel. No one knows where I'm coming from, I don't know how else to deal. I know who I am, but I don't know who I'm supposed to be. This distorted vision this world has of me. Pick apart my divine self, just to intertwine good health. "Be who you are, you'll go far" "do what you love, and you'll rise above" what if who I am isn't good enough? What if I don't love enough stuff to keep me going, keep this happiness flowing for the rest of my life. That's a long time to stay strong, when I feel like I don't belong.
try to make sense out of being senseless. don't gimme your one cent, or two cents, drop your defenses. relentless to your minds anomalous pretences. you resurrect your past, and dispence commonsense like you had to recompense yourself; for the affliction you sought after, at your own expense. slant your perspective, condense your sentences, mix profoundness with logic, and discover your own apprehension of what sense is.
have a cup of tea, a cup of tea. oh, come sit with me. we'll write brilliantly; watch the birds, as the words flood from our minds. with a flaw or two, but a flaw can be beautiful, if you want it too. we can draw, and erase, and embrace every single moment we capture the birds movement. theres always time or space for self-improvement. just breathe in, feel, see, all the beauty in every detail, in the moment. then you unveil your masterpiece to one another, love increases for each other...... "i..love you mother". we always gotta have our back for each other. cause we'll never get another chance, to endeavor all the love we could've enhanced. cause if you died tomorrow, i want you to know... that i would live in great sorrow. but i would also want you too know, that i truly fucking love you, the way i could never love another human being, feeling inhuman feelings. the way an alien feels... well, human feelings. cause you're the seed, to my heart. and if you died tomorrow...and, the only words i could pick apart; was....i love you,i want the feeling to come through, that time i say i love you...i mean it more than i've ever meant anything in my whole life. a single tear, rolled down your face, embraced with infatuation at a fast pace. we'll mosey on our way back, discuss love, life, and ideas, and she'll tell me how great it feels to not care where she is, or where she's going. once we arrive at home, i'll just smile at her, she'll say, "see ya in a while, daughter" and she'll wander off into another spontaneous roam. and, i'll go smoke another bowl to my dome. and see what i can learn, as i join my mother on this path, thats formed naturally. where we all gotta love each other, and do nothing half-heartedly.
i wish i could rap, i wish i could rhyme. i wish every word i spit, just fit, everytime.
i wish i could write a lyrical masterpiece, that was just even half dece.
that would just flow, like go, go, go. i wish i made you awestruck, be like
whatthefuck? girl, what you on? how you make me drawn to the words that you're layin?
its something i aint used to sayin'. its something i aint used to seein.
your physical being, is beautiful in every light. blurs my sight, to everything around me, but you.
you rhyme liek you aint tryin, but you aint lyin. this shit is legit.
you just never quit, persistant but never resistant.
this is me tryin, to drop a line, cause i wanna write, i wanna rap, i wanna rhyme.
i wish every word i spit, just fit, everytime.
going into singing lessons, and gymnastics [:
kinda stoked.
lifeskills is ending in a month.
going back to school after that.
and hopefully getting a job =p
get to go jam with a band called sound and science,
and possibly sing with another band.
so i'm rather excited about that =o
went shopping, and had a good photoshoot with danielle :3
<3muchlove
do you ever feel like your dreams are somehow connected to someone elses? not liek, someone else is in your dream. but liek, someone, somewhere is having the exact same dream as you, at the exact same time?
oh, all the time.
i feel as if we're all connected, not just people, but everything. like everything everywhere, liek the whole earth is some how subconsciously connected, or connected in some way or another.
yeah, i completely agree. the mind has so much power, but society has limited what you can do with it. told you things liek, that's not possible, you can't do this or that. when, your mind has the power to do, or control almost anything. people have so much to offer, aswell as nature. i think that's why we can connect to nature so easily, because nature brings everything is has to offer forward. everything it has to offer, is everything it is. people that are able to connect with nature easily, are very much what you would call 'open books' they know what they're capable of doing with the power of your mind. where as people who aren't aware of what their mind is capable of, very rarely bring what they have to offer to the table. liek a 'closed book'. it makes it harder to find that 'connection' that lies within everything if you don't know. if everyone in the world could bring forward what they have to offer, the whole world could be in unison, connect, become one.
....that's beautiful.
got a new camera for christmas, so new pictures shall be coming more often, and i'll prolly start using nex more often again <3.
