the gap.
Putting hope on a pedestalAlthough it's fallen off in the pastMaybe this timeThings might be differentTorn betweenAccepting the minimumAnd the beliefThat maybe i deserve moreTrying…
Putting hope on a pedestalAlthough it's fallen off in the pastMaybe this timeThings might be differentTorn betweenAccepting the minimumAnd the beliefThat maybe i deserve moreTrying…
suddenly realizingthat it's all just a dreamand that's whynothing makes sense because there is no senseto be madewhen everything's illogical no orderno rulesat least nothing…
mentally attachedto thoughts and beliefscan't tell if they're my ownor if they've been planted there through years of cultivationmanual laborit wasn't my workbut somewhere along…
slowlyi inch forwardday by dayas my legs grow weakand my breath shallow my body yearns for waterbut the nearest springis far awayand out of sight…
Wasting far too much timeWorryingAbout peopleWhose names ill likely forgetAnd jobs ill probably quit in a few monthsMinor inconveniencesThat will be irrelevant tomorrowMoneyIm bound to…
MaybeWith a bit of patienceAmid the chaosTerror can turn into something beautiful And sitting in the painFor long enoughNot judging the feelings that ariseCan yield…
sometimesthe worst thingsthat happen to us turn out to be the greatest blessings in disguise and up is downin turns outnothing makes sense when good…
I think sometimesThe unrelenting desire to succeedDrive and ambitionSo applauded in our societyIs caused byCertain feelings of inner deficiencyA hopeThat maybeOnce enough has been accomplishedThat…
colors of emotioncloud my visionframing the outer layersof my understanding of reality i often forgetthat these aret e m p o r a r yand…