Funny how the world only miss you when its high, drunk, or sitting in the darkness. Meaning, they're looking down on you. Saying that they want you but it's clearly lines are no longer worth crossing. You on a heavy brush method and they're no longer flossing. So in that dream where you're turning and tossing under covers. Running, is there anyone out there that loves you? Even the one in the mirror, do he want's you? Crazy how pathetic and sad becomes whatever and mad but is never bad to see life in a new light. For all the souls who fight logic to be right. Are we so destructive that we can't stitch right? I hope we enjoying these long lonely nights but if we not, many many many choices outside. Maybe. Is those choices that makes us hateful? Fearful? Cautious? Now possibly on the verge of crossing new lines that's crossing with old. New morals. New feelings. New dealings with the world. New beings to be around and maybe a new appealing to get down for. Those moments down so down feel seconds in an hour or days in a lifetime. Just small moment in our minds. Unwind. Sit back and realize what's going on in your world. So i look at mines. 13 gonna get see new things. Wintering as i spring in a summer that will fall in place to bring smiles to my face. Go the job and the car but the place is at the end of those hectic race i'm running. To other things I'm wanting or no longer wanting. In the end just reach a place of less hurting. But is it funny? Jokes on we. Laughing with the world, at the world, and at we. Jokes on we.