So here I am.
Pen and paper, *** and coke.
Prying open my mind,
don't mind the joke.
Look for inspiration in this time of need.
Regress to desperation with rocket ship speed.

Why must I want,
when what i need is hope.
My self is so off-centered.
There's no balance on this *****.

A Catch twenty two
at the age of twenty one.
Whats life without some fun?
Whats a bullet without a gun?

So Here I am.
Paper and pen, full glass to sand.
A paradox of personal thoughts.
Tell me,
What makes this life so grand?