I don't know where I am going with this. Not at all, not one bit. I shall not talk about it, I shall not talk about it. I want something, i want it, i want it. I want it! give me it, or the sea shall boil over and we all may drown. By we i mean me and I should stop being so selfish. I still think convenience is a bad thing in some way. Not in every way. The way i think can only lead to contradictions. Is it me or language? (I want it, I want it, I want it) Circles, I'm spinning webs and circles and I can not accept anything. Everything is magnified. I stand still a child.
Take me back to a beginning! I'd be content if I didn't know, If only.
Crying beside a wracked ship, pooling in with the devoted creatures carrying the house to safety. Who are these creatures and why should they care.
I care, if you only would feel so to!
Hell and damnation with all of this.
I want it.
May I then not bury the fragile rose with my shovel contamination. I created a flower with a snake as a stem.
I always do this!
HELP me!
I am trapped by myself, for myself and of myself.
(We are all our on little galaxies)
Listen to the harp weaving in and out of a point on melody. Descriptive, so true. Applaud my dears! If they do not feel appreciated they will go away.
If I feel needed I fall away.
Into the weakened bow. Shimmering. Simmering. Foam around me, spirals abound over me. they are worth it if i say they are.
Preach Preach Preach Preach
Croak as hoarse a toad.
I'd be a prince if only......
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