Yer qwerty keyboard
Was arranged
Cos of the mechanical nature
And the way fingers catch
But its not the most efficient
Now that everything is flat
But they haven't changed it
Cos the benefits are minimal
Compared to reconstitution
And all of that retraining
Liminal.

I want to believe in steady things,
but even my own reflection changes
when I look too long.
Are you here?
Do you love me?
Will you stay?
I ask without asking,
watching for the answer
in the way your hands move,
the way your breath hesitates before a word.

I know I feel too much,
ask too much,
but the silence between us is louder
than anything I could say.
So I fill it.
With words, with fear, with love—
all spilling over,
all too much,
all at once.

And still, I wonder, if it’s enough.

how to be bored:
do
    nothing
                  all
                       day

cure : eat;sleep;play video games

let go of the fears of life
let go of the tears of strife
let go of the responsibilities
let go of the immorality
let go of old age
let go and act like youre young
let go and have some fun
let go but don't give up
cause if you fell off that cliff
someone can catch you

grasp the ledge
don't let go
keep up the faith
the wind might blow
the sun setting,getting late
just keep waiting
cause someone may come
and lift you up
so you can see the sun

you are special
tell me you
you know a lot
tell me you
you see a lot
tell me you
you want to know me?
I'll tell it all