…
And here,
I thought I had
something
to say.

she's a
woman of
entirely tattooed
*** that
she waxes
in bed
on their
narrowly white
sheets only
this show  
with zest
which virtue
she abstain
a reactionary
mood in
saxophone to
proceed clarity

If you would stop waiting
for people to acknowledge you,
and create a great thing
that is beautiful through and through,
results will speak for you.

So change your focus
from accolades and human praise
to inventing real value
that blesses Earth’s future days,
and you will receive joy that is true.

Wrong words hurt less
Toxic in your lungs spreaded
To our ultimate brain
Washed in your true words

Bet you'd release me now
Seeing the worst has passed
I'm imperfect as you are
As the sun shines in the day

I'm impressed, by your heart
Must be worthless in heaven
Maybe you'll bargain with god
As you crushed hopes carelessly

What's it worth?

Power and money can't go with you when you get put in the earth

I mean what's it worth?

Leaving a legacy for your pedigree
Who go around porting your livery

What's it worth?

Ain't no free will, you just bound to be
Ain't no one give a ****. Dont bother with secrecy

The ****'s it worth?

Ground em up, pound em up, build em back up

Just so they can go and face the day without having to ******* sack up

What're you worth?

Running around seeking adulation
From gods abombimal creations

What're they worth?

Theyre nothing, and they're nothings everywhere
Without a hair of deceny, ******* plans easy to see

What's it worth, kid?

You need a plot,
One life that's all you got

Smoke a little ***
Pop some little pills

Until you are unable to enjoy the thrills
That's the **** that kills,
What happens when happiness is blasphemous to an Übermensch activist?

What if there is no me left?

Soul stolen slowly by surplus serotonin circling the synaptic cleft

Reflection in the mirror looks like death.

Wait.. it couldn't be clearer

The figure in the mirror is

some sort of fear or hatred that has allowed me to be

complicitely complacement in the fact i'm just
alive adjacent.

I'm living without meaning, I'm latent.

And I don't have the patience to do things of greatness.

Wait, no! **** that. I'm intelligent and I'm gonna do diligent

Belligerence to be the next GW, Johnny Cash or Eric Clapton.

I'm in charge of my life, Nietzsche, call me captain.

And that very next day, all of a sudden, nothing happened

if everyone
in this world
had the same
precious love
you have always given me,
surely,
like how gold is distributed
unto the hands of greed,
it will lose its value.

Reflect on all you take for granted,
What you do not value readily,
And think if for those things you wanted
How much different your life could be.