In this place , i find myself
In this case , i cry every time
While we share the same sky
We stare at the same moon
Why do i have to stay alone
In this lonely room
Am i right or wrong?
Or am i a fool
I've been strong
But this has brought me
To my knees
Tell me please
You're here to stay
Stay , oh stay
And never walk away
This painted wall
Seems so black
Remembering all those names
You would call
I need you back
And i'm sorry
Yes i apologize
If i could
Yes i'd turn it other wise
No , we can't turn back time
Through this hate
My careness for you can't shine
I'm sorry again
I'll be here
When you need me then

My days seem to be longing someone.
My mornings feel like
I can't go back to anything anymore that I wanted before.
I've been writing about how I feel about a lot of things lately, I dont really know how to organize them.
I feel like meditation has really kept me from punching holes in the wall lately.
I feel like tripping has kept me from overthinking real situations, it's been a while though.
I've been keeping it natural.
There's so much more to everything, I feel like meaning is so expensive these days.
I've lost the concept of options.
These numbers are useless.
I've noticed the moment something catches a persons eye they pull out their phone instead of cherishing at the moment.
Swear words are becoming part of our culture now.
Your memory is worth more.
I'll doubt you if you're material.
Flexing thoughts and not what makes them that way with $20 on social media.
I was just playing around with perception, nothing serious.
I tried committing suicide in social media, but people worry too much and start hitting up my phone.
Funny how if you don't respond to a text they automatically think something is wrong.
Acceptance shouldn't be this easy, but all of a sudden it is for me.
Lately everything seems so spiritual, I'm glad I'm not overthinking things to a negative perspective.
Weekly tests just to give my mom some reassurance.
Trust is on it's way along with a motor.
I scrapped my knees, and this is really weird.
Can't really open up anymore, ears just hear and careness is absent.

Time will flow on,
Through darkness, strife and night,
Through love, day and light.
Through hurt, pain and fears,
Through peace, careness and tears,
There is no stopping the steady years.

To forget and be lost,
To be forgotten and become the lost,
To heal the wounds.
and have wounds healed,
This constant give and take,
Time has no hand in the deal of fate.

A gentle watcher
of a dreamless night
Time, a beautiful illusion
Of those who are human.

WOw I've had my name
    In my crushes  English
       paper
     Though I'm a villian
Shows that I actually got him to do something I told him
            Mendacity my brain
       Thanks God
        He ended up loving it
       Helped him out big time
       Told me he loved me
            Caught my mind Gosh
                This is
           New
                       Maybe again my name will appear in  love work
      Happy enough
             Rhemuy can happen
                Evince his careness
             For me
       Night chats the best some way