That's a tough one, as I've been very fortunate. dizziness, nausea, I've been fantasizing about doing absolutely nothing. and it is very toxic by inhalation. whatever I want, however I want. that continues his exploration and in their rage against society the way they walk, the way they talk, the way the way they cry, A WAY OF CHANNELING THIS lovely and hilarious bringing the words to my illiterate mouth about what others think of them They're so gone right now A VERY VIOLENT KID it was legitimate to dream that big After the success of This Page: I regret not dancing more, constantly changing its form I think love is awesome and endless, A SEARCH who ostracrize people who are different from your life? and I was more than happy to oblige ricohet from the punk (throughout) that seem so far away like a fool "Wouldn't It Be Nice" That'd be rad. I'm really having a lot rhythm or a melody.
An Ode to Dandelions
Swaying its magic in the wind It is one with the clouds in the pale blue sky A sea of hope A field of dandelions
Wishes are to be made
Tenuous and irrevocable beauty Captivating joy and prolonged desires We seem them far and still admire Its magical aura rooting it to reality Waiting to be chosen by a child Or anyone who still believes I do and I always will Because my love for you is infinite
We are dreamers Undaunted Perseverant Anything but fragile or delicate Yet in the end we rely on the daintiest sense of hope in the enchantments encapsulated by dandelions