How did I end up surrounded by people who need to leave this world to have fun?
Constant talk of bongs.
Lsd.
Shrooms.
***.
Alcohol.
I don't belong.
What's wrong with going out and seeing the world?
Explore the world.
Remembering what you're doing.
There lies so much more out there.
The things that I hope for.

I feel trapped inside my own head.
The thoughts cannot transcend into words.
I feel myself shutting down on the world.
But opening at the beginning of the light.

Why must I be so uptight.
It's not even my life.
I hoped so much more for you my darling.
That you would look around and love what you see.
That you wouldn't want those things.
That you would want for us.
I pray for you.
I'm in love with you.

Why is there pain.