we rock....calmly and passively.

so bang the gong.

start the band.

or just listen to the nature around.

whatever it is that you care.

i'm not over the situation.

its a constant thought.

a clean slate is too tidy.

id rather the dirty messy one.

or would i?

slacking around.

watch the toast.

its looking for you.

young ones around.

curious stares.

and tight grips on life.

oh what the world will be for you.

hi...er...again.

i feel like weve never met.

or perhaps it was my previous state.

an attitude left behind.

i'm different now.

so are you.

but i guess were all related.

its like sullen disagreement.

i love how you accept the bullshit.

listen more.

ive lost myself in my world.

or maybe im lost in yours.

yours is a collective.

because theres just too much to keep up with.

that i don't care for.

how much can i tell you?

certainly not the whole pot of stew.

it's not going to be perfection.

your going to hate me.

and maybe love me all the same.

as i do you.

but then again.

this just seems like an advertisement.

but im not selling anything.

to the bff, congrats on the contest.

i'm pretty sure this space is all for you anyways.

maybe not all the content.

but the space nevertheless.