Lay down
There's a saying that if we get knocked down, we should then get back up. Thats the whole point of ebing knocked down. Why? To what end do we strive to get back up? What way does that benefit you? A glutton for abuse or some psuedo punishment? Words are always out there, if you're willing to listen. In the wind, in the rain, and even in your walls. One only has to listen and then realize that you are on the shoulder's of the world.
Hell hath no fury like a woman. Women are very emotional and seldom have reason to their actions. Men are generally ijmpilsive and don't consider the end result. Yet through it all we come to terms. In some sort of materialistic world. Wants and needs are starting to blur, fate and destiny of the world soon take shape. The destruction of one's species through it's natural progression is a funny affair.
Light reflecting offf a broken and neaten chair. The light is green, the sound of keys being hit, masks the low hum in the room. The green light is overshadowed by the light that is ever changing. Destruction and choas , covered in this light that gives no warmth. A horn is heard in the background, along with the rants of its master. Move..go...move..g..o..
Is the money always that good?
Hell hath no fury like a woman. Women are very emotional and seldom have reason to their actions. Men are generally ijmpilsive and don't consider the end result. Yet through it all we come to terms. In some sort of materialistic world. Wants and needs are starting to blur, fate and destiny of the world soon take shape. The destruction of one's species through it's natural progression is a funny affair.
Light reflecting offf a broken and neaten chair. The light is green, the sound of keys being hit, masks the low hum in the room. The green light is overshadowed by the light that is ever changing. Destruction and choas , covered in this light that gives no warmth. A horn is heard in the background, along with the rants of its master. Move..go...move..g..o..
Is the money always that good?