the horizon. We will never meet no place nor fate forget about the time and...
I sit soul filled with self neglect. Is it I that I should fault for my solitude wreck?
I try to separate myself from what I face everyday, the ignorance and self defense each day we are face to face, and it is I pistol in hand filled with the love of hate for each person that has the ability to be an ass hole. So hard to "turn the other cheek". So many insecurities, and new unfamiliar landmarks. which path should I choose?, just don't know what to do right now...I'm confused...I don't get it. Society is transforming me into an antisocial bitch! Yes an antisocial bitch, because I don't friend fake chicks! and I refuse to ride his dick! I don't associate with her because she will just abandon me when she sees me with a guy that her pussy wants to meet...and I don't associate with him because he wants to be more than friends
can't hold a decent conversation knew from the start how he would end!
So where is the aftermath?..There is none the aftermath is "present math"
because we humans are to blind to see that we are at this very moment suffering
never ending we continue to do the same things.
We only live for the moment what ever happen to living dreams???
She had it and you knew it, but you two are consistent at swapping fluids, drip dropping exchanging, and licking
call your boy run your trains do your switching.
Now you have questions about
I still don't understand..nope just don't get it,
so I just keep to myself and mind my business.
Solitude she calls my name.. I'm crying.
we will converse when you meet the horizon.