Sunday, December 27, 2020

Essay Life

 By VeNgeR GrEenTag


Life such a wasted blink, soft kiss under a swallowen pillow. Sometimes you want to smudder and hug people, until you own them.
Some people want to own asses life, assets... love has a strange ingredient its just strange she torns you apart rokes change.


Lies which imaginative brain tells you
Fostered beliefs of concentraciones and false commitments, lies beyond all and everything.
Lies which holidays ruin
Emotions so difficult to put in words
Logical
Fucked Up
Screw up


Isn't it strange that we lose our life chasing stuff which keeps running, we age and the shit is running.
All the sam goals
Age
Work
Young
Learning
Fucking
Kids

All people do all basic primal stuff, we at one level we are the same... but from classes and money we suck. Hard work is what eats us... friends, ingredients, parents
Life
Isn't all rotten
All roasted?
Wasted
Yeah people break up they get together and this action continues over and over and over sometimes it seems we can't do the simple action. Bothered in worda, coat of words...
Drainned in pain
Times passes
Wounds gonna be heal


Police cars policing us as we are criminals so much views, so little time.
Sometimes nothing seems enough!

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