Opinions.

Things can be perceived differently from another's eye at any point and about anything. Don't let another person's thoughts confuse you within a subject. You'll only have to see for yourself and create your own opinion. Opinions shouldn't be taken so seriously either. It's what someone thinks. It may or may not be something that the other person next to them is thinking, that's okay. We shouldn't be thinking the same exact thing. That would be utterly boring. We were created to have diverse reasonings and such. & when there's something we agree on, then okay, cool. We'll let that be too and not hammer down someone because they're thinking the same thing too.

Why...

You'll wonder why and why. Why is a simple, one worded question that we ask all the time. But the answers to the question can take forever to get through to your head or to explain. I asked myself why today... I didn't have an answer. I didn't know anyone who had the answer. I wanted to know though... I'm sure a lot of other people wanted to know too. I don't think anyone knows except for himself, actually. I don't think it'll be something we will find out either. He keeps to himself. But I keep to myself too. People fake smiles. People will lie. It could be helping you, and even themselves. I hope he's doing just fine.

Aggrivated.

Wow. People bother me. Like honestly, I would know if there was a difference. Out of all people, I think I would know. So, if you want to lay out your opinions about it, don't shove them to me. I'll probably just ignore what you say or just go with it other than actually say what I have to say. I would usually say what I want to get out, but with this, people will just deny it. Whatever. He seems to always be put into situations where it seems like only I know the truth.

Hesitation.

He could get any girl he wanted, almost, and yet he's still hesitant.


The cold nips at your bare skin.
The tile is at it like an anodyne.
There's pain and pleasure,
but nothing else could measure.

You're oh so eager.
We're just giving ourselves a fever.
A fever we can't sweat out?
No, a fever we want without a doubt.

But what are we doing?
Baby, we are moving...
Moving with no intention,
but moving with dedication.

Am I making any sense?
This experiment is so dense.
I want something more,
something that just won't give me a bore.

Oh, we're at it again.

Preparation.

Your left side is really your strong side. But then again, it can be your weak side. It all just depends. Be prepared for anything.

Imagery.

The image shot towards us isn't always the one we truly are.


You're out there stomping,
but really all there is, is faking.
Things said sink beneath,
& from there you have to take a final leap.

Jump onto you.
You just need to fulfill.
It isn't always about wealth.
So go on and build yourself.

I'm done with a dash of something else.

I'm done, I'm done.
I wouldn't exactly say I'm on the run.
Ignored and put away,
hopefully I haven't hurt you too much, babe.

You just sunk in,
all my mind needed was a rinse.
I'm cleansing me of you.
That's all I really have to do.

You were a catch,
& I just wanted to play fetch.
But I know now,
you never really gave me a wow.

I just let my mind be tricked.
now finally, I've been kicked,
kicked with the truth of it.
& honestly, I don't miss you a bit.

Hidden behind doors,
people don't know.
They ask why and why.
They concluded it was all just a lie.

It was no lie,
it's just not right.
I need someone of brain.
& you know I'm always falling for the fame.

It's ugly, but true.
It's really nothing new.
You know me,
& I come with a fee.


Reading some old blogs do something, and it always will with him.


How is 'nothing' comforting? Now, I don't mean nothing as in nothing at all... But I mean nothing as in blankness. Like, staring up at a ceiling; nothing, staring at the faces that grace my walls; nothing, staring at clouds; nothing. That nothing. It could just be me though... I know my mind works way too hard and seamlessly. But hey, I like it that way. I like complex and yet I like simple.

Dreams.

I can't help but to daydream so much. These dreams are just so much better than reality. You say dreams won't get you anywhere, but that's really where your future could start. You have hope for something, then you go out and do it, then maybe, your wish came true. So dreams could be measured as the foundation of life. But don't get sucked into your dream world so much. Soon enough, you won't be able to tell the difference anymore. As much as you would like to stop with the real world, you have to wake up sometimes.

Drama.

Immature pointless drama leads you to confusion. You're left standing there saying, 'what the fuck...?' to yourself and observing. People will drag you into things even if you weren't the problem. You could just be friends with the drama and yet it rubs off onto you, and you now have drama. It could be called a disease. There is actually a cure though. But, some choose not to sought out for the cure. Some let it thrive through with nothing resolved. You're still there, left without reason.

Selfish.

You're put into situations that you don't want to go through all the time. Even if the situation calls a better life for you, maybe you don't exactly want to go that way. You'll disappoint people, but hopefully, you will please yourself in the end. & that's all that matters, right? Sometimes you just have to be selfish. It's your life and you're going to live it; day in, day out.