I said, "Keep going!"
Let's the pain be your friend!
Let's the pain feel that it's not enough to push you down!
I just need finish this race through my line.
I said, "Keep going!"
I said, "There'se no future. All you know right know is a dream!"
I said, "Keep going!"
to myself.
Whatever, it takes.

There is this pair of sweatpants,
they sit in the bottom left drawer of my dresser.
Sometimes
I like to picture myself wearing them.

That comfortable,
snuggly feeling.
Like a warm hug
from an old friend
you used to crush on.

It's such an out there concept,
- but imagine if it happened.
Me
wearing those sweatpants
from the bottom left drawer of my dresser.
Or that black hoodie
that my mom got me two Christmases ago
the one that she special purchased because so it'd fit just right
Or any stained shirt ever
one that you can wear for comfort at home
because finally no one is watching.

I learned young
to button-up
so that there wouldn't be
as many eyes watching me today
so i can go and buy my favourite candy
from that gas station down the street.

And I always wondered
why some people's sunday best
was my only way to feel normal.

I was about 10
when I learned
that wearing comfortable
might get me stopped
by the police today.

I guess this is what it's like
to be true
north
strong
and free.

the more you go ahead
the more you have to things to lose
the more you fly high
the more scary the journey becomes
the more sad you becomes
the more happiness makes you happy
the more you dare to dream
the more you get energy to flow
the more low you put yourself
the more others put you down as well
the more you search for the pain
the more you hurt your heart again
the more you think it's in your hand
the more you get the things hold
the more you make it positive
the more people thinks it as their motive.

i never want to hurt, or cause any harm
to all the daisies growing at the AllDaisy farm
and though, my seeds carry no obscene disease
i'm blocked off by tumbleweeds and old oak trees
i have heard that in the warm wind you play
so i send my pollinated seeds your way
and though, my children need to grow with you
i accept you always, signed, black-eyed sue (without a view)

The soul is no colour
The soul is no race
The soul is no gender
The soul simply is ...

Mankind?
Human garbage
Primitive minds
Constant conflict
Violent malevolence
Self evidence
Inevitable demise.