Verse

Whatever it is that I am
I must be it fully

Sometimes I have no idea what I’m doing
I know I want to do it, I want to write and put together some sort of book
I have ideas for what it can be about
But putting it all together?
As a single coherent book
With logic and reasoning and structure
Sounds like work

I don’t know
I’ve never written like that before
I’m more random and flow whatever’s on my mind
That’s how I like to write
That other kind of writing
That kind of writing
It’s as if I think too much
I have to think too much
I think about what I’m going to write
And why
And more
I can’t just write
I have to plan and think about it
And that mucks it all about

But how else would I do it?
I have to have some structure to it
Some guidelines
It’s not random
It’s a book
About something
As if I know something
What do I know
I know that it would be super cool if I could get it done
And written
It’s always some philosophies
But written, nicely

I need to do it
And at least try
I’ll get better with time
And it’ll become easier

Consider all possibilities, their potential and probability

Work through your grief, what you feel is true, running away from your emotions will never help in the long run

No one cares about your problems or the past that made you, only how you present yourself in the moment today matters; you will always be judged as you are

You can only cry so much, do not stay there for long, get up and move

You have to do it even when you don’t feel like it, that’s how you win and that’s how you make it into a routine

Peace will always come from the internal not the external, seek peace from inside not outside, otherwise you’ll always be dependent on your environment

Everyone’s a product of their environment, adapted to theirs as they developed, but we’re blessed with the opportunity to move and grow, change your environment, mind, mentality, body, and grow and develop into who you want to be

It’s all about efficient, modular design

Must’ve been magical before the knowledge of science
Where anything could be a reason for anything
Eat a tiger and gain it’s powers
A magical world
Fill of fantasies and possibilities

It’s as if my whole life has been taken from me
No one knows
But even with sympathy what would I do
Nothing
It would change nothing

But I would feel acknowledged
And that alone can help me leave it all behind
If I can’t get that acknowledgment from outside
Then I leave it all behind

And now I’m alone
I missed out on it all
And I have no choice but to accept it
For I still have a tomorrow
And if I don’t
I won’t

What a cruel fate it would be
To get what you wanted
All along
But only after you died

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I wish to sleep and never wake up
Yet each time I wish I do

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I, at the same time
Know what I’m doing
And don’t know what I’m doing

In the past we would go outside and exist
Now we just live in the internet and our screens

It is much easier to control and manipulate this way
No chance of revolution because their brains are sapped
Locked in and loaded
We need to disconnect and get back to the everyday experience of life
Whatever that may be
Be present
And physical

I have no choice but to deal with it

It’s okay
But it is truly not

Reliving the sorrow over and over again does you no good
Reliving the sorrow over and over again does you no good
Reliving the sorrow over and over again does you no good
You’ve felt it thousands of times
It has not bettered you
You must move on

If you wish to live