You shoudn't forget darling
the crucial reality
that you are,
loving people.
There needs alter,
there priorities,
there formulas,
there determinations.
Like weather,
they,at times
dont come as forecasted
and
that lamentably
bares on there love to you
and
impacts there anticipations
too.
The kids want to be writers and painters, but by 22, as they pass car dealerships, watch movies with perfect, slim women, and step over men picking up scrap metal just to buy a cup of coffee, things change.
All they want now is to survive, to sit in cars with models from the movies they watched last night .
They choose that kind of win and it's understandable.
"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
Hell will remain a fantasy until it becomes a reality.
You have been numb and dumb,
isn’t it time you said something for yourself ?
It might matter mate
It might be a change for us but mostly a
spark to take you there were you image.
Now move, mate !, what has happened has happened to a twillion of them then and it will happen to a zillion of them in time to come.
Eventually, I am getting old, old but fine, like gold. If you'd asked me, five years ago, I wouldn’t have predicted patches of happiness even for a day in my life. But here I am, getting old— and loving it, to the moon.
a happy birthday to me on this 10th
she got to realize time to time, that she was a granite. She was a person never seen anywhere on this planet at least not in the places she had been too.
And if you think I need help , the only kind I deserve is to understand me. I have been misconceived thus misjudged for ages am yearning for that feel, the feel to be be guessed right.