think of what you've got
ideas
beliefs
pennies paid
for thoughts worth
millions
and all those
that never left you
too many to count
they never stop
like the current
or the wind
keeping you afloat
even when you rest
it continues
sometimes
even more so
cry out to be heard
to be felt
to be understood
the confusion
numbs you
the spinning
sickens
and your life
draws circles
how much control
do you have?
who understands you
but everyone
in their own
language
and who knows the cost?
you're offered
pennies
...
mmmm.... ok.. I admit. I am the most "duh" person on the planet. But I can't figure out how to get to any of your posts? I keep getting redirected back to the current date blog. Help me, I am not the smart. :)
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