the emptiness of a blank page is my expectation of tomorrow
whether I choose to fill it with joy or sadness is not always up to me but if I colour it with positivity my mind will be free

I want to study chaos when I grow up
Maybe then I'll be better
(Upholding my heart bleeding amber)

Wow,
Hectic,
head on
freight train trauma,
The constant
Non stop
Dissipation,
Distribution of noise,
Immense
Incredible
Overwhelming
Frightening
Worrying,
A siren sounds
Oblivious to life,
People talking so loud
The **** are so proud,
Cars with their
Unconfigurated congestion,
Life racing by
With on obscure obsession,
Beauty rides rough ridges into reality,
The sour and the sombre,
Their shoulders are rubbing
With the rich and famous,
The righteous reason makers,
Serenity shines from a balcony
5 floors up,
And anger
Angst
Immoral institutions,
They rise from the ashes,
They dominate the structure
They furnish our desires,
They instruct our illusions.