Why is everyone dying?
Is your mind ever really loud?
The thoughts go in, and out slamming your sense of direction into some corner.
The feelings Hovering over you blanketing your senses.
Like standing behind glass... except you want to be on the other side. No... make that need.
You know... I've never really needed... or wanted consistency, or perhaps better defined as self-discipline. The folly here is that now that I actually want to accomplish something... that there are now things that I want to achieve, I don't have the resolve to do so. I've taken the first step many times, sometimes I have taken the second as well.. but I've rarely gotten past the third.
But really... all this means is that now I need to develop that consistency... persistence.
I will bring my thoughts, words, and deeds into harmony.
I'll smash that fucking glass. Bitch.
The thoughts go in, and out slamming your sense of direction into some corner.
The feelings Hovering over you blanketing your senses.
Like standing behind glass... except you want to be on the other side. No... make that need.
You know... I've never really needed... or wanted consistency, or perhaps better defined as self-discipline. The folly here is that now that I actually want to accomplish something... that there are now things that I want to achieve, I don't have the resolve to do so. I've taken the first step many times, sometimes I have taken the second as well.. but I've rarely gotten past the third.
But really... all this means is that now I need to develop that consistency... persistence.
I will bring my thoughts, words, and deeds into harmony.
I'll smash that fucking glass. Bitch.