I don't know... Maybe I'll just cry And never sing a lullaby Or I don't know... Maybe I'll just die And never speak another lie Or I don't know... Maybe I'll just let it burn And let it fly away like a bird Or I don't know... Maybe I'll just **** all my pens And never have to feel again Or I don't know... Maybe I'll just go to sleep And dream the whole thing again
I was aimlessly sketching the other day and did 2 different sketches that had nothing to do with each other (the first was just the results of letting the pen wander on the paper...) and then words randomly joined them and added a few more sketches. You can see them on facebook on my Nocturnal Bloom page(the sketches are in the "inktober" album. While your there feel free to check out my secondary (more low brow) page The Devil's Junk Yard.