The sweetest thing

Funny eh how life works? Its just so ever changing, one day we are doing things that make us feel good, but we know its bad... the next thing we knoe, actually this is my perception... i used to do things that make me feel good but i know are bad, but now i know that feeling good and doing good, feels much better feeling free and surrounded by people that are spontaneous and sure of themselves is basic bliss, but i and only i know the truth of this feeling, a feeling a blissful thinking about a life without responsibilities.. i know this life cannot last, it cannot be a forever thing thats why i cherish it, i'm even hurting now just because i'm taking time to write this post about it... but i want to remember how much i had enjoyed how much i felt free... no more pain no more times where i felt like theres no reason, but there is a reason only one reason... actually two...one is to be in love, the other, living for this feeling, a feeling that cannot be erased, theres only one thins that could complete my life, i want to me my only one my one for me, the one that could make my life worth living for... i might have already but god can't be so cruel to let her pass by already could he, please, please god, don't let it be her... I want some thats not just another brick in the wall...

Take me out, be my scout before the drought...

No one has a right to write whatever on their blogs, yes its a medium of self expression but well, freedom of speech has a limit, and this limit has been reached by a certain person, and isnt right to be published, on any blog, no matter how u feel, keep it to urself at least just express it in a different manner.... blogspot sucks yooo....

Back to my life, well my life is a lil bit, unstable, yes thats the word, still the story of a boy on the lonely velvet road but now added abit of rotten eggs and rats runnin around. Always i've helped my fellow walking people, walking the same path, and yes i've been very considerate and not acting up lately, but still miss the tymes of sheer stupidity and harmful bodily activities, u know what i'm talking bout, miss the raves miss the people, but ofcourse their bad for what i must, need to whatever u call it "become what i must become" that sorta thing, people i have met say i have potential, have promise to become a great writer and all that bull shit.. of course i'm just a normal person suffering from severe psychotic Depression... or so they say.

They i'm reffering to is the machine that made that road that velvet one, and so these machine control life to be what it is, life...if u call this really life... doesnt matter u see there isnt a point fighting back, or at least showing that u fight, cold war is more effective and maybe to be the snake to be the fox. To comply yet rebel toward complicity, in silent and near non existent war... And we will achieve Equilibrium, and for that i fight, for not only me but my mind and my soul , for now i comply but in the future those machine will comply, when there isnt need for complicity, when compliance doesnt exist and when there isnt need of compliance towards the complicity of higher powers..

No more shall i be in this hold
this hold that is been on me
In this hold, i'm so cold
Break me Out so i can be free

This hold so strong
That i need to fly
that i need to belong
To the ever giving sky

For this to end,i will die
no more no less, to see the sun
To see the sky, i will fry
Oh no Oh no, just to see that beautiful sun

Its the end, yes its here
its finally come its finally me
Nothing to lose nothing to fear
No more no more, i'm finally free