Love songs got the best of all of you, you're friends are slow like molasses you look stupid with those glasses all of you. I live strong as the condescending one, spending time alone meditating like a monk, lost count of how much of a fool you are drunk. I started to see myself as the only one, literally the only one, who's mindful enough to cherish his existence, so as you read this which I know you will, know this is poorly illustrated but me being awake forced me to make this, this is for sleep walkers just know I cherish talk, but you only  talk about the pseudo real, I talk about the sounds I hear, from spirits talking to me about how they feel..............