**** the consequences Don’t slow down Live fully in every minute Expect everyone else to Hold them to impossible standards
So much to do So many ideas No time Who sleeps anyways?
This energy builds and destructs Explodes into my life in a rash of impulses and hurt feelings My mouth ****** off more people Get kicked out of another bar Alienate another friend Write more checks that bounce before the ink is dry
I am stuck in a prison of abstract ideas, And overpowering emotions. A random coagulation of quickly scrawled, Half formed ideas Spewing from unimaginable imaginary conversations With people that never existed Scribbled incoherently with no regard for structure or form. Then reedit, again and again, Until the nonsense is decipherable to normal people.
I am afraid of stopping Of being too slow Terrified of complacency
Get happy Sad Angry Don’t give anyone a second to catch up Moods change with each tick of the clock
ADHD…Nah. I can focus Hyper-focus, intently So much so that I forget to eat, sleep, breathe Forget that time and the world exists
Was this what Picasso was like As he obsessed over a canvas Or ******* as he whipped paint across the floor Chain smoking his life through his fingertips Casting the spent matches into the paint
I can’t stop once the adrenaline starts My head is a toxic chemical soup The only antidote is a massive rush of endorphins If you catch what I mean
Here’s all this information I’m going to keep bombarding you with it Make something out of it If I’m satisfied Maybe I’ll stop (I won’t)