To being and end Life undoubtedly used to be thoughtful until you became thoughtless f** with the inconsiderate Why inflame to be tough with words. Out of all the nouns and verbs heard mouthing, Mimicking public gimmicks vue'd reused hoping it'll rescue you from your current situation.
They have finally cloned man. Vultures looking for validation to eat One man's trash is another animals treasure In this kingdom.
I hate the word humble I'll rather have reality over imaginative validation having to tip toe around to not offend the ground rather i'll leave a building for my young to build on wealth
Generational Empire or at lease somewhere to live Deconstructing these blueprints that has been illusory to pass me's and future men
Clarity is nothing unless action follows. Rest today always become rest assure tomorrow
Finding comfort in your demise because At lease you have a bed this time Though this house is not your home
Time merits beauty Breath is food for thought Cognitive slips into depression is reality and shell be appreciated as such As this is proof of you living.
I myself used to be a superhero. Oh my, I have aged.
Aged. Self reflecting on the world, future plans and overcoming depression.