Writing is something that I like.
Writing what on my mind and it feels right.
Walking down the street drinking green tea.
Listening to Lindsey Sterling.
That Violin combination with the beats.
Shit is so calming
Nothing can bother me.
Writing my expression matching it with rhyme.
I should be this optimistic all the time.
It only shows up when I'm alone.
When I'm not on Facebook or looking at my phone.
I hate being on both and people don't bother to contact.
Whats up with that.
Running away from yesterday.
Is there nothing that i can say.
It was bad,
I was very sad.
That i couldn't enjoy it all.
Watched as my self-esteem took a giant fall.
People around still giving me stares.
Giving me notion that people don't care.
Most people don't and few people do.
Being nice to most folk leads to getting screwed.
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