I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head, where i would impress you with every single word I said
Some days I feel relaxed, some days, I feel kind of tense and bothered. I don't know what is going through my mind and I know that I'm not going insane. I am just rambling thoughts and words onto this thing where I write. Though sometimes, I do feel out of place. A few nights ago, before I fell deep asleep, I felt my inner body float out of my phyiscal body. I'm trying to figure out where I am. Well, of course I knew where I was... obviously, but it was much more deeper that that. I couldnt take my mind off of it. I felt almost overpowered by this sense of reality. Or this sense of artificial power.
I feel like I have everything together, perfectly, but I still feel like I'm on the edge, hanging on a cliff... gracefully hanging on, with failed attempts at the same time.
Why does everything seem to contradict itself? It's like we live in this parallel universe... ironic in all aspects. I feel like I'm in a dream-like state... fighting with gravity.
Then everything repeats itself and we are back in square one... trying to hold everything.
Winning battles, losing wars. And ultimately, holding nothing at all.
I feel like I have everything together, perfectly, but I still feel like I'm on the edge, hanging on a cliff... gracefully hanging on, with failed attempts at the same time.
Why does everything seem to contradict itself? It's like we live in this parallel universe... ironic in all aspects. I feel like I'm in a dream-like state... fighting with gravity.
Then everything repeats itself and we are back in square one... trying to hold everything.
Winning battles, losing wars. And ultimately, holding nothing at all.