
before I go
It's not that I haven't made enough money before I go, it's the unaccomplished work and the feelings of not doing enough and evading responsibility. I wonder if I would have cared enough before I go.
It's not that I haven't made enough money before I go, it's the unaccomplished work and the feelings of not doing enough and evading responsibility. I wonder if I would have cared enough before I go.
Why would some be afraid of my thoughts? They would be so afraid of my thoughts that their best efforts are focused on suppressing them. My thoughts reside in my own mind, how would that fear them?
It keeps coming and it is not about to stop. Why is this sadness oncoming continuously?
I am angry, and I am entitled to my rightful anger. No one can stop me from expressing my rightful anger, not with bullets nor gas.
Woken up to the quietest of darkness, dreaming of the stars shining on me.