15 November, 2015

BTBAL: Untitle 8

For the first..
Oh damn..
It feels awkward typing here
So long so very long
Maybe forgot why and why
Reason to be here
Feeling to be care
Hate to be stored

Time move so fast
Even me either i
dont feel any about it
This is a journey to the unknown
It dash like a comet
Stunning all people around

Did they care?

Did they know?

Did the sympathy?

They are they
You are me
Then...
Who are you?

It make sense..
My stupidity has lost bit by bit
Until it become a piece of shit..
Cant be undo nor undone..

What the meaning of this?
People around you behave like
Nothing goes around..
What the hell with this people

Are they blind?

Are the stupid or something?

I dont know why
It beating all my face
Like a giant atomic poop
Been thrown around myself..

Lose control..
Knowing at already end
But..

Did i got any feeling?

Too sad..
It been lost a long time ago
Dont know what the reason of it
But im sure
Im just fucking my feeling around..

What going on?
Did it become a burden?
That cant be lifted?
Who the hell is them?

Friend it nothing..
It bullshiting you around..
Enemy is enjoying they victory
Granz your losing

Wait my success

Before it..
Just mock me like a dog
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What the hell with this phone suggestion word..
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