chill - will

 I was lonely in my own, there was a couple of people I knew stood repeating words: today is not a better day, I'm going to sleep at my bed all day long, I can't do anything even stupid because I have tendency to sleep and lash out. I felt livid sunken on my eyes, cause today is a day of sometimes, there was barely people watching me in the same man needing to rest all the time, lash out, legs off and up, smoothly attention-whore, calling out those snugs who am I? or another stupid questioning. So who is going to tell I feel recklessness, uncertainty and yoke all the time? I believed I could make colors into yellow and white. good color to look at? no, because provocative part stabilizing speedy drudgery-like works like wearing clothes to go out for nothing, and dreaming weaker and nagging further. before reckoning some schematic for energetic side of yellow-white, it should be added: no animal like bee has a power to picking you up to the world of adventure and wild. Then I found something weird I wasn't aware of, and I get caught on that, I just sent a telegram message to a friend that I am very okay to see you now, I need somebody to hang out, and I met him for less than five minutes and then we were in the streets. It was a time I had someone on my side on the streets, and you know what I mean by that? That old version of fear and confrontation, that time when child coming up looking at your eyes to the land of adventure, more disrupted and anxious than you could feel, brave not enough to carry words of doing nothing, because nothing is a world set your facts to the point of the gold.


tonight is all night