I’m my own way, and there’s no chance in hell that I’ll walk like you have walked.
I’m all dressed up, ready to drown in exuberance, and you’re still waiting for your time.
I’m standing up, for my head and my heart- all your doing is tearing yours apart.
Well, this is my head and this is my consciousness, and I refuse to lay restless for it.
life is lovely.
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About life is lovely.
sometimes i write.
sometimes i draw.
sometimes i do cool things.
the latter is often.
sometimes i draw.
sometimes i do cool things.
the latter is often.
