And so I attempted to play music with a cellist tonight. How strange it must be to be so trained to do exatly what you are told to do. But the root is there, that desire to create, but how do I exploit that. I suggested drugs and she just look at me. But Am I so wrong I think not, Freedom from laws, hell even yourself, we all know where to find that. At the bottom of a bottle, but is it a looking glass. I swear it must be hard some times. Chemicals that I become, that I create, it all happens to fast or not at all.
A walk in the gardengrowth, life crushing underneath my feet, to feel the mosture so close, so personal, what a sham.
I seem to be surving by the all too special powers of caffine and alcohol, and yet would I want or ever expect anything less.
The ungoing saga that could be my life.
but instead The clouds shroud me and my movement through life. I felt them today following me, as I was driving through the park, and I saw tthem chasing me as I absorbed the scarce sunlight, I could hear those voices tempting me, taunting and yet so distant, that voice screaming THE WORLD IS NOT ABOUT TO END AND THEIR IS NOT A DAMN THNING YOU CAN DO BUT WAKE UP, TAKE A PISS AND DRIVE HEAD ON INTO UNCOMIN
A walk in the gardengrowth, life crushing underneath my feet, to feel the mosture so close, so personal, what a sham.
I seem to be surving by the all too special powers of caffine and alcohol, and yet would I want or ever expect anything less.
The ungoing saga that could be my life.
but instead The clouds shroud me and my movement through life. I felt them today following me, as I was driving through the park, and I saw tthem chasing me as I absorbed the scarce sunlight, I could hear those voices tempting me, taunting and yet so distant, that voice screaming THE WORLD IS NOT ABOUT TO END AND THEIR IS NOT A DAMN THNING YOU CAN DO BUT WAKE UP, TAKE A PISS AND DRIVE HEAD ON INTO UNCOMIN