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As my back tingles my forehead starts to wrinkle
I begin to ponder upon life’s every crinkle.
Why are there lines on my hand and why do we seek the forbidden fruit,
Why can’t we all be happy I’m searching for an inner truth.
I’m scaling the wall of my imagination now almost at my peak,
People around me become more informed w/every word I speak.
I’m searching for a bigger picture, a sense of belonging
Trying to follow the path of knowledge, don’t care about getting richer as long as I’m blogging.
Because when I’m blogging I’m happy and when I’m happy the magic fruit is in effect,
Live fast die young it’s our generation’s major defect.
But maybe if we all took time and appreciated life we could deflect it.
I’m floating through space the clouds at my whim.
Every osculation of my lunges, I breath it back in.
And as we figure out life we see the true meaning of it all,
Life as we know it, we listen to good music hoping we never fall.
Taste, touch, smell, sight and my hearing are all bright as a 12k diamond earring
It’s mystifying how one company you know that one that worked w/Pixar w/ the cow bell robot,
Can cause such panic in society, like every one of us is a criminal and should be caught and brought to justice…
But what you guys don’t get is it’s just us!
Just cus’ we make spontaneous decisions,
Doesn’t mean we can’t be successful I’ve planned my life out w/precision.
Go ahead call me a dreamer, tell me I have no idea,
And I’ll tell you it’s because I don’t.
people i follow back follow por favor?
But it costs 6