EVERYDAY STARTS AT THE MIDNIGHT

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Hatred Imaginary



staring the night with no stars, i wish i was somewhere for friends, i hope i'm as happy as i always fucking prentend. text by text sent, there's so many words i couldn't comprehend, hell...it so fucking confusing. it makes me think twice, harder. my mind flies wherever it may roam. now i thought i lost my way back into where i suppose to be. but i still wanta catch up my night quietly, cuddling ma blanket closer. but i cant close ma eyes, i try ta keep it open with a book wide unfolded, but still the same. i'ma tryin over and over again ta kill this mo'fucking time, but i just cant. who's da hell text ya homie?? i was like this before. i knew theres something wrong, but i dunno wut's going on. i wonder how, ta describe this situation, i need ta relax, n stay kewl, be smart dun be retard.


these feelings, so different, unusual, its hard to believe. in fact i enjoy ma time of being with me, with my lonely so far, i was good. but not this time, i think i need ta move away out of ma throne. theres kinda thing inside my mind crawling. telling me something, calling me ta hang around with companions o'yours, follow ur instinc blindly, hell no. but, this sound louder inviting me to go outward. kinda trip that shall be amazing memories to remember, da things i cant even deny, da dream that i always desire, da place that i have come to please me the most. ma question is, whoz da fuck callin' me? [sound in my mind] : "i'm your motherfucking conscience" hahahaha, and all of these fuckin' shit of influences circle me, and i dun really understand. da sound of it voice shakes ma throne, i just feel like i have to go somewhere. huh fuck off! i dun think so. hell i go nowhere. you can call me an asshole i'm glad. im so sick and tired. mark my word!



malang rebo

9:42 PM 10/25/2011

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