I think I do
Love myself so much
Almost to an obsession

I wonder
If you've ever loved me in any ways...

I don't think I am feeling well, right now
I am about to throw out words right now

Our minds are confused by the light we see, the artificial light we thought it was right.

My thoughts are all scattered around like pages but in a book of torn hiatus pages profoundly thoughtless. Left on a bookshelf trifling and collecting dust.

Not a single idea of life left, contemplating.

I dare not speak of my undesirable heart
Pushed by a radio button
Flooded with radio waves
Electricfiying my disinterest and the sums of ambivalent

Is too early to measure my heart's desire
I shall not speak.

Do you think I can apply
Sleeping less is more?

Sleep less
Yawn more
Stay awake even more

Take naps
Hate sleeps
Stay awake ever more

Need rest
Take breaks
Stay awake forever more

Sleep less
Wake up early
Have a little rant, every morning

Sleep less
Travel far
Have an abundant of rants from travelling long..

Sleep less
Coffee and tea, maybe a little more

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I've lost my friend, and I've lost what it means to be a friend
I am out of touch, to this people world and what it takes to have a friend

A friend, what does that mean?

There is nothing it could mean to me
Since the day, I've found strangers along with feelings and thoughts
Strangers they come and strangers they leave
Love and hate they bring, hate and love they leave

And what does that mean to have a friend?

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There is no friend, not in this world with people
What we take are words and words they slip
Faces we see, shallow as it can be
Forever, as it may last
The last i count, a day or two
We keep secrets and secrets are words
Tales we hear, comedy we laugh
And what is left, are words that have slip

And sleep, our attention span we forgot what have been

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Lively strangers forever we be
How happy this could be
Flaws we see like diamonds it should be
And in this people world, we all leave words in people's ears