tired of walking
my interest in the inside world only wanders. further examination finds that i don't want to go anywhere. i feel so strange.. for the first time in years i have no concept of, Alone is realized-
i want to go back to where i came from
what is valid anyway?
if it's reconization from people who know my face and have seen my work.. maybe bothered to listen to me mutter every now and again, i am glad the door hit Valid on the way out.
if it's the minute things seen on sidewalks and on/off trees, then validity is petty and only for the harmonic.
if it's still being able to feel the temperature, why are words said to be valid?
i am selfish and still ill
i want to go back to where i came from
what is valid anyway?
if it's reconization from people who know my face and have seen my work.. maybe bothered to listen to me mutter every now and again, i am glad the door hit Valid on the way out.
if it's the minute things seen on sidewalks and on/off trees, then validity is petty and only for the harmonic.
if it's still being able to feel the temperature, why are words said to be valid?
i am selfish and still ill