if the sun refuse to shine...

sometimes it's just so amusin'... not to stand in the waitin' room. only if i could wish to clear my intentions just like i clear my throat... n' no matter how vague they might be... just the mere thoughts of all the could-be's are strong enough to drive me crazy. sometimes i press the letters in the keyboard like they play a piano n' i don't understand why. thinkin' of burnin' hot skin n' eyes lookin' at the right hand side of the menu makes me smile. i sincerely feel wantin' to grab a cute ass is just an expression of honesty n' not bein' pervert. findin' silo wasn't so bright today... but oh how my heart longs for a cabana n' i wonder when i find it.

dazed but not confused!

n' i wish if only these feelings were makin' me happy only if they could have.. maybe then.. i could have written words with conjuncted grammar n' tell everyone the state or the lack of it i'm through everytime n' again.. but it's life i know... n' like everytime.. it's large. but i know i'm surrounded.. n' i can breathe when i know i've drowned. n' it's the darkness which i can see now which is beautiful more than the light... which reminds me to forget all the eclipses which have clouded maybe more than me... n' shall i be able to believe when i tend to... that after a lifetime of turnin'... it's magical to be the rock without the roll!