the party.

Friday beckons from above..

dressed up puppets gather at the center..
holding masks they dance together..
all these people look like clowns..
reminds me of those old good times..
where u would discover new places to hang out..
its a party of the world i live outside of..

i try to get near yet they glare at me like a worn puppeteer..
i am scared..i draw back..and change my sketch..
another page amongst all inks..lets draw a place id like to be..

this one for the sun glassed afro dudes..
stop the imaginary and daydream..
if u step into the sun your boots will start to melt..
and sugar will take claim your feet..

the future is open wide..
murmur at your pictures..
stop the world and melt with your lover..
stop the feelings and rewind your beginnings..
erase your instincts and let your fruition be your vision..
believe thats its real and your shall be rewarded..
shut up and stop reading this..or shut up and focus..
and remember who you are with me..
are you quiet?are you thinking?
mm lets see what you thinking..
yes its true..
yes i agree..
you finally found it..
u dumbass..

ride the wave and shut up.

every time i start to think and write something am appalled by the interface..
of the blogger.. it pains me not to be able to write down my thoughts as the old ones did..
but i cant write..taking a pencil and writing is just too inconvenient these days..
i learned to live my life through the pc and being aloof with reality..

its been a while since the last time i had free time to write..
and most of the times i don't even right anything with sense..
just patched up thoughts of past great recollections..

and in the end there was only two..
cruelty and malice..
and malice..

spineless from the start..
searching for a clue..
abandoned all my chance..
anything i have is you..
and am scared to reborn..
starless gaze upon the form..
feels so fresh yet am so crass..
its like walking on wet glass..

ps. anyone who can find out the mistake wins ma lollipop

well i feel just like a...chid?

the world says hello and good morning and offers a fresh beginning..
reach out to the far out arm..
welcome your existence..
and i feel just like a child..
recognizing my omition..
start learning to breathe again..

blah blah u suck. Big Time.
look up cos birds are ready to drop da bomb.

but when am a child everything i say is mine and yours..
and thats the way to learn to fly..you and you alone can break my heart.

tea for one.

everything i drink is the same..
all have lost interest..
all are the same..
one day feels like eternity..
time moves so slow and silently..
yet i glare at the clock with insanity..
i am a thousand years old..
as days go by my cave crumbles..
i have to go back to the new world..