Meditation with Medication
Meditating through the times and the stuggles Stuck in a heated argument without a rebuttle Going back and forth like I’m swinging on the jungle gym The mind was in another place yet the body still judges them Book being judged by the cover Should be the opposite but you to lazy to read the introduction So I take this pen or this screen and get to typin Writing first thing that comes...
Haven’t been on Tumblr in a min.. Can’t sleep thinking about alot of shit…
Idk why… But I feel so alone at the moment.. I really sit and think about certain things that I feel I just will NEVER understand… Why is this?
So.. I was just sitting here in my bed just thinkin.. Will things ever change? I try to give the world the benefit of the doubt but It’s like why? People are brain washed by society and fame… All they wanna do is be cool.. But who defines cool and what are the qualifications that consider you cool? Be yourself.. That’s all
All I Wanna Do Is ZOOMA-ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM In Ya BOOM-BOOM
It' s The Thought That Counts
I cant be the man you want but I can be the man you need.. I may not be able to give you the world but I will give you the universe if I could.. But its the thought that counts right I said that I gotchu so I’m gonna look out for you.. You doing the same might happen but I would never know.. Never sharing what you feel could never fully insure that what is real.. But it’s the thought...
I wish I could be a better man.. I wish I could do more than expected… I look at your picture and think to myself.. “Damn… He is lucky!!” If asked what do I want.. I would say that I just wanna make you happy.. Not having you the way I wish I could doesnt mean I dont mind having you the way I do.. When I think on what we could be and what do have I think to myself.....
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I am a misfit, a loner if you must… Because its hard find loyalty and...– Emmett Peterson Jr.
This is a poem written by myself entitled Me
Sitting here thinking about what’s going on Evaluating all the things that’s gone wrong I can’t help but think about you And all the things we’ve been through All of the pain Your giving my brain Playing this game Am I the blame Cause I keep going on with these thoughts Need to let them escape my sacred vault Writing this holding back the tears Because hurting...