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i suppose i should write a little more being as that i don't ever get to get online that much so i'll ask some questions to the views in the audience.
What do you think of me, but mo' better still, what do you think i think of you...
why do i feel empty? do you feel this emptiness? i believe i'm feeling the emotions of a generation of sorrow, fear and doubt. a time in the world where noone knows who or What they are supposed to be. am i really crazy? or is it truely that the world around me IS crazy and i see it as it should be?
all i wanna do is dance.
dance.
free and see a way to lead us above
noone will dance with me...
i wanna go to baton rouge with azzy and those crew of kids i want a big halloween.
i wanna be willie wonka. i wanna be the candy man. I want to give people what they want and make they happy... HAHAHAHAHHA ya, like candy, or anything for that matter will make people happy. :D
i wanna dance on halloween. i wanna be dressed to the extreme. i want everything and nothing the world and a grain of sand, not in a grain of sand. the ocean and one more drop. i want to live and think. WHY WON"T PEOPLE QUESTION ME! why won't anyone challenge my mind. Where have all the thinkers gone
the brains and those who drew
inside their mind outside of time in a world not known by me or u
i see a landscape dreary full of shades of grey
lost are colors lost are dreams in a sea of misery
so what to say what to see what the hope for you and me
whos the who what are we and whats this me that's beginning to be
this person whos growing as i'm struggling to be showing the ways and the walks and the wonderous wakings of lucid daydreaming and happy stargazing
so sitaround and think on it and maybe we will come to fit and nothing right and nothing knit and nothing real and a bunch of shit.
what do you think of my poem? i think that's a lot of questions and now to make everyone who reads this feel bad about themselves if they don't respond . i'll be sad if you don't :(