I’d like to say something positive. Despite my silent bitter state. A strange sense of happiness. Hearing the powerhouse words of passengers of the same boat. Am I like them? Are they like me? I hear myself in their words. I feel their struggle their passion. A quest for answers.
When spoken in such a manor one begins to believe… this truly is a silly life we live. Our states of mind fluctuate depending on our current scenario. A constant pretender in this world based on lies. Lust, lack of trust, people of dust my heart has rusted through. I’m tired of trying to please others. I need to focus on myself.
Final Note — Spoken Word! don’t knock it till you try it 