You're a floppy disk
I'm just information
Create the way we live
Sacrifice your ego
Overpriced education
I wonder if God put an angel on earth just for me
What is real loss?
I'll never fear loving with my all
I wonder who's not scared of holding my hand for 100 of years
Does anybody really know me?
Little things to cherish, to remember in the near future
The whole "becoming God" concept is being able to compete with something we'll never reach and that's how we become better, I'd like to think so
Probably not
Confidence doesn't exists, you're just scared to go through it
Or does it?
Or is fear really real?
Why post everything about your life through a camera on an app when you can fully live it?
I'll probably make it just to console my **** ups
I'll probably die just to let you know
My pain still lives but I've managed to cope without compounds
My loneliness still haunts but I'm handling it way better
People flaunting like they the realist and I'm becoming distant from love
I loved to love, I need it
I'm stubborn and I dont whether to be ashamed or not
Such a romantic but I can't express it to the wind
Now my past is buried in a hole I wouldn't dig deeper

Finding pain deap in the sea
Deep in the heart
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Becoming the one, erasing my dumb, feeling what was numb
The green make her come but don't make her ***
Junk days are done
She made me feel good until I found out she was drunk
What a deception I knew I was done
These new girls are trash and nothing but stunts
Why are your sheets so wet? I just wanted some fun
I was destined to pull the trig when I was aiming my gun
My rights could be a lie but I'm still certain
Could be derogatory to the way you're living

I think

Forgive me for all that I said.
If you don't, I'd understand.
There's no excuse, I shouldn't have said that.
It's simple but hard, I'm letting go because I can't hold on to this rage.
I have to make peace with everything before I go soon.
I've had some time and I'm fufilled.
Nothing I'd have to say will mean much in a few years, maybe even days.
The thing is, it was always about going with things and observing.
THE THING IS.... THERE'S A LOT TO NOTHING MUCH TO IT.

If you want to see chaos watch tv

Troubled kisses and these hickeys are covered, I thought we were just going to cuddle.
Subtle moves and you were pretty boozed.
I don't need to book you, you're already there.
We stare and dare, I cant bare.
We went to Target and time wasn't really a factor.
Time dies, we're alive and I'm letting go of my pride.
I was just talking about time and I loved how you listened to my theories.
We shared a Gatorade, I gave you the first sip because I think it'd be gentlemen of me.
We wore robes around the store.
Parked somewhere dark and talked about everything.
"I want to be the one you dream of"
I don't understand the simplest things.
The normal always confuses me.

Televising lies and I'm here painting a truth that won't be documented for people
My words aren't going to go that far
Who knows, a thousand years from now people will be looking at the stuff us writers write on this website and see it as an old testament
We're so in it and we don't even notice it
It was always about letting go of right or wrong
It was always about following your senses because they were mine
Yours
We ran on us
We ran on us
We ran on us
WE RUN ON US
On our delusions
On ourselves
Our love
Our will
Our God
Our us

Love is framed
We shape it with actions
Define it with questions
We take risks and learn
We learn and use
We use and satisfy
We satisfy and think it's enough?
Define enough
Enough shouldn't even be real
Your excellence shouldn't be enough
Your thoughts shouldn't be measured
You're so capable of everything
There's so much will
MAKE YOURSELF A ******* LADDER AND VISIT THE STARS
FEEL THE SUNS HEAT ON YOUR SKIN WHILE YOU'RE UP THERE
HAVE *** WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND THEN GO READ A BOOK ON CONSCIOUSNESS
Imagine the ideas you leave out on a daily basis....
I'm building my home with mine