I know I'm different...
yet no so extraordinary...
I wish I could learn...
to control the imagery...
that stuck in my membrane....
things i see may not happen... yet...
just hope that it never will... yet...
some have come true...
some not... I just hate the goose bump when it does....
from now on.. any thing I see it's between me and my brain...
it happen there and it stay there...
who am I to see how people live...
it's their life...
please brain stop this madness...
it's killing me... partially...
slowly and softly....
Lock-on-stratos
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