life having changes that make decisions out to be good or bad... not knowing what to choose is a game of draw that define the facts... jus trying to walk down the right path can be a fuckin joke as one jus don't know... as others have their own choices to make that interact or refute comfort with ann ending sitting alone... as the memory reads chapters of actions attempted to gain access to a better way... yet some eventually find happiness n live through time with another that never strays... making the face of trial n error more difficult for the pain people carry is unfuckinreal... n to decipher a good call to move forward with someone is scary as fuck knowing the unknown could very well be jus another reply needing healed... damn the intentions the go unseen by eyes due to emotion always getting in the fuckin way... n the terms n conditions so many demand that make no sense to individuality not wanting to be tamed... as fuck it comes off the tongue as a comfort so self isn't trapped by the control of yet another shallow foe... wanting to change a silhouette that hs no face into a shadow that hides when there's no light to roam... relations suck when the figuring meets a so called friend in the makings... as luv pushes past the liking every time the closer gets to touching the flavor of tasting... yet it isn't others that aren't trusted as much as the deciding vote to go through with a lil something looking for home... n no one will willingly admit they too find it worthless to continue with the bs n jus be real before it all ends as the feel forgets the motion of being groped... which way to go riddles the mind with confusion as to change realities is feared the older we get... always thinking how our names would sound coming off someone else's lips...
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