Stress

This is another poem i wrote at a party.

But this time i was outside and alone.

Why do you do this? The cold strikes you.

Feels like what you remember. A thought of yours will remain forever.

You do not deserve this. Make a change for truth and hope. I love you.

My Girls

I wrote this poem at a party while on the floor surrounded by attractive people.

Messes to be made.

Love to be found.

Pie to be eaten.

Hair products are acceptable.

Pyscho Killer

Sometimes life fights you.
But I love you still.
The lost ways of mind control.
The deeds of man,
Simplicity is key with your emotions.

Father and Son

Time really is winding down.

I keep saying "i want to get out of heeeerrrreeee" to most people i see.

But I know thats not true.

I don't think im more afraid than everyone else, or less.

I just dont want to regret more things.

And i dont want to look more like a fool to females.

I Get By

reading a lot of books about nature.

thanks to magrinat.

Relearning to play the guitar as well.

Oh wait I'm still a loser.

My Doorbell

Just wanted to say I'm the least organized person ever.

ever think about if animals know about music?

I think 64 crayons is a little too much for one box.

I'll start making my own spring rolls soon.

Incubation

wake up

drive

solve problems

act

film

fail

eat

math

make jokes

act

take a breath

act

act

act

act

act

drive

dream

eat

dream

shower

sleep

nightmare.