I can't stop thinking.
As my blinking...begin to failing. Breathings more than balance. Swaying along.  I notice, it's freaking me out.  Alway on me feet.
Which way do I stare. A bounce. Love, love, love, lova thirsty dreaming. My appetite...
hungry disappointed results. I had to choose me. Salty, result for one. We must choose successfully. I choose. I before E. Make senses in some circles. Mmmh. Often, wonder, is it fair,
To question,
Who we are.