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?