"Im still high on the music, as my inner child cries for she may lose it......my bones are scratched and so forlorn and all the prozac that i take, is only lulling me to make, a peaceful smile that is fake...but il get by"

Ag, life sucks...but in an amazingly beautiful kinda way...is that possible?
I love what i preach but hate what i reap...
It makes me happy that youre no longer sad...now that i dont give a damn. its confusing, i wanted to give it all, but now that i am able i no londer have the urge...is that superficial or could it be that for every particle of your hearts existance that dies are born two more? But now that you have life, what are you going to do with it...it was your reason for living that died...
Now that i can, i dont think i care...and that honestly feels good...in a bad kinda way, im not sure that i belive it. can we really determine our minds can our minds really control our hearts? if my is dead, why is it i suddenly feel so alive?
Alive or dead...could this be end? is that it, or just what i want? i am craving that which i do not even want, i have what i thought id never need. now...what do i do with it? it is the death of reason which brought me rationality. How can i feel so...all right?
Could it be?
It really is all right

***I wish i could be lying in a poppy field field right now***
Why is eveyone in such a rush? slow down...feel... 'Time' will slow down with you.