my head is sore, the work I do can sometimes be a repetitive bore. all the foolishness, I try to ignore; people like to play, as if someone’s taking score… there’re people that I do adore. and there’re those that I would take pleasure in beating to the floor…
four days I’ve been in this room, I’ve been bored, content, and blue; I’m learning that being alone, isn’t always lonely, and that it’s ok when people can’t afford me…
my body scares me sometimes, when I’m unwell, it doesn’t always give me a sign. Thank God that when it comes to my health, there is no pride…
I’m under the weather, and the sunlight is doing it’s best to help me be better; the climate is confused, cloudy cold, but a sky that is a bright baby blue…
I’m taking in the wind; with it blowing in so many directions, it’s hard to tell where it begin… It’s a graceful thing how nature harmonize that way, the way the air blows the strongest trees with a certain sway…
An autumn season, with a winter chill, I’m no longer sure that being cold is a healthy way to feel…
I’m amused at the things I choose to love, and stress about; mindlessly naïve to what I should’ve given doubt. I’m frazzled with thoughts I’ve constantly brainstormed; coming to an understanding that there’s a certain way to perform.
I am moving very steady; making preparations to be ready. whatever may come, I want to fully be whole for my blessing; my first reaction will be to many, quite an impression. I’ve been working on changeable flaws; I don’t bother listing them, it would sound like a drawn out clause.
I truly want to be a better person daily; given with support I hold tight to, can only be family. What’s insane, is they’re worst than strangers; though, it’s safe to say at least we can understand each others anger…
I realized that I have an unspeakable amount of strength; getting to a point where I am standing on what I meant. There’s a lot of energy used to manage my temperament. I’m befuddled with the way I’m often treated; no matter what though, I’ll do my best to be obedient.
village of comfort.
Hebrew Translation
sin full-grown, gives birth to death; taking away all your energy and your breath. where inequities from personal views are shared as a general problem; each of us has our transgressions, and not every one of them is worth solving.
the relationships we keep must be essential to our well-being, without these functions, I will never give you access; see. I want for my village to be ample of unconditional care, concern, and love fully dressed!
this village watches over my son, I have given a honorable position before the relation had begun; why? you’re apart of this family, whether you like me or not, love becomes our mutual understanding.
I’m ok with a fellowship of just two, maybe three; I could keep my eyes closer, watching a crowd that brought the power of thee. I am not the only one on watch; my God will always cover my blind spots, even after the day my heart stop!
I will create a life-changing something; with no knowledge of what it may be. without withering away my dreams, I’ll move gracefully toward what it mean…
I have a lot to enunciate, especially when you’re forced into a certain isolation. I always think to myself, whether or not the energy I’ve been sowing is coming back in a peculiar form of reciprocation.
I’m tired of being wired to be there when I truly may not be needed; if my result keeps being the same why do I allow it to be repeated?
I am always indifferent; I get paranoid when I feel an uneasy spirit. I only want my hard work to pay off like anyone else; I’m doing my best, without taking short-cuts, or hitting below the belt.
my time is drawing near; none of my dreams will go undone, or disappear…
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