" its happening again, the bubbles. making me float! not literally but ooohhhh i feel like it. everything comes so smooth, so easy, like im breathing chocolate flavoured bubbles out my mouth everytime i speak. it floats around the room and lands on my toes making the energy rise from my feet to the top of my head. i can feel the world spinning beneath me, it calls my name. my knees tip. i can see the sky. my head, it spins. like the ground! faster an faster... my heart, thats going fast too. i think theres excitement exploding inside me. it hurts a bit. like not having something you want so desperately. get it out, get it out! the party in my chest the music in my head. so loud, so loud. i cant think anything but... happy, happy so so happy, so dizzy, oooohhhh so dizzy! "
grey..
Must everything have a reason? Must everyone have an explanation? Must everywhere mean something? Must nothing mean nothing? When someone asks you whats wrong, and you assure them it's 'nothing'. 9 times out of 10 its something. Why when you say 'nothing' you have so many things on your mind, and when you say 'something'.... its an excuse for 'nah, I got nothin.' How do blank pages speak louder than novels of useless information? White lies, Black hearts, Black clothes and white minds, Grey dreams. How does a mind set completely change a person? How can you try so hard to change and stay exactly the same? Why does the right thing please people, and we all dream of the 'wrong' things. Who made the rules? Why did we decide it was right to follow the rules? What even is the right thing? Why are we picked on for being different, awarded for not being the same...When no ones the same? ...
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