butts.

*sighs...oh alaska.



5 things about me
1. i used to think that if you open the car doors while driving, the car will fly.

2. ive never had a best friend.

3. i have a really low self esteem...but im building it up.
(can't get past the mental block sometimes ><)

4. pocky is awesome...which actually isn't about me but its too awesome to go left unacknowledged.

5. i secretly love to dance...but i suck.

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back in the day pains.

*takes in deep breathe

you got this mind set now
its an elevated state of mind
thinkin your elite and better than
me, than for what i have to say
i think you're awesome but you're
getting a big head,
your heart of gold is rusting
because you
lost your modest touch
not your midas touch.
but what you used to
turn to gold turns to rust
now because.
it was the fact that you
didnt think that you were
better than anyone else
that i thought you were better than
everyone else, but now that its changed
i can't help but think that
you knew how it was from my point of view
stopped unerstanding, say you can't.
but you choose to
nothing but aimless thoughts
this is what goes on in the mind
of someone whos not afraid to think
and write it down for
the world to see. non sugar coated
no trans fats.
people eat how they act
they act without considering the facts
and how other people will react to their acts.
just
how people consume food today
beast the chips, and throw
nutrition facts away
don't want to consider or
believe the results
when they are shown that what they've been doing
is unhealthy and all wrong but they don't realize til
its too late or too long
because the weight it carries
comes and shows then you're gone
because you lost all your tracks of what you
once used to be.
speaking of tracks
i lost my own train
of thought
derailed it on my own
i lost my own way.
back on task.
what i have to say is
that if you've got this far,
im truly flattered by your
dedication. something good
im glad you have to show.
if you're willing to put up with long tedious texts
like this i know
that you got something in you.
a fighting chance.
but you gotta choose a side
you gotta pick a stance
because you're going to both sides
and betraying to the other
and im unsure
of what you want
are you my enemy or my brother?
random rhymes i stick in
this text
i might jot one down
but not know where the next
one could be
because its just my train of thought
i got nothing to do
but sit and think
bout the stuff thats going through
my head.
but its only natural.
to contemplate
life
and death and to
analyze the depths of your own heart
and that longing to
meet and see the true colors of your
own self instead of judging the shades of
black in other's. and maybe
stop to take a look at your own.
stop finding the faults in everything they own
stop finding hte faults in yourself
because you've blown
everything out of proportion.
everything you've known
is twisted and bent
people wonderin what got into you
wonderin if you've lost your sense.
because you without your sense
you're hardly worth a cent because
you don't know what you're doing
with other people. because you
ignore the facts of how your actions affect the way
people react.

hold up wait.
you say its too late
you say that its broken.
too far to fix.
but its not broken the only trick is
learning how to make it work.
its all in you frame of mind
all in your state of mind
all in your mindset
the way you look at things
and take things to heart
or dust off your shoulder
its the new way to be human
inventing the way you are
a pioneer in lifestyles
new on the frontier of these grounds
of thinking. come join me.
you'll find things actually aren't that bad.
but this has been going on for days.
you're studdering and mumblin
for nights and days to replay.
both scared and angry at the way you might say
you're sittin at home like "what did he say?"
but it doesn't matter because
when i put in my two cents
i only get a penny for my thoughts
its the way things work
that when i put in my all i only get
half back. people call it a rip off
you got me on sale.
for putting in half and getting back double
but
without a coupon–
a promotional offer of myself
to you
i want things to change.

*pants for air