L-ent

I gave up fried foods & Facebook.
1 in the same--
temporarily or permanently.

Kaleidescopic Karma

kaleidoscopic-rapidly changing; continually changing from one set of relations to another.
karma-bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad.

I could leave it at that
and say less is more.
but I'm compelled to do more than what's required of me--
a rarity.

It's ironic.
that the things I never used to care about,
is all that clouds my mind now.
That the situations I found myself wanting to escape from and rid myself of--
I'm wanting to be back in the midst of.
And once I get there, I'm so positive I won't remember what I was missing.
Because it wouldn't be the same.
It couldn't be.
'cause just as people do, relationships change--
time changes people, places and things.
Not to mention that peope, places and things have changed those people, places and things you remember so vividly.

I find myself in a cloud of silky smoke.
Not really trying to find my way out,
avoiding the act of inhaling it into my being
and being influenced by its questionable fabric.
I don't mind it so much.
It's almost becoming comfortable.
But only until the point when I feel like it should be cleared.
It really should,
'cause where there's smoke
there's fire
and where there's fire,
there's heat.
And the closer I get to the flame,
the more refreshing its light becomes.

And as I think back
it's still hard to know where I went wrong.
But the possibility of me going right could be much greater
and I just haven't reaped the benefits of my choices
because I feel like I've consumed all the consequences already.

Or I could just be full of myself.
I do what I can
I also do what I want
I'm only human.
Crucify me...
then you can worship me.

Beg for my forgiveness and what-not.

J-ust A Thought

All I want is your understanding
As in the small act of affection
Why is this my life?
Is almost everybody's question

And I've tried
Everything but suicide
But it's crossed my mind

I prefer peace
Wouldn't have to have one worldly possession
But essentially I'm an animal
So just what do I do with all the aggression?

Well I've tried
Everything but suicide
But it's crossed my mind

Life is a one way street, aint it?
If you could paint it
I'd draw myself goin' in the right direction
so I go all the way like I really, really know, but the truth is
I'm only guessing

And I've tried
Everything but suicide
Oh, but it's crossed my mind
Just a thought.

It's even dark in the daytime
It's not just good, its great depression!
When I was lost I even found myself
Lookin' in the gun's direction

And so I tried
Everything but suicide
But yes! It's crossed my mind

...But im fine

and I could go on and on and on,
but who cares?