In the timeline of life, you can either be a segment, and have a definite beginning and a definite end, or you can be a ray, starting at one given point and leading into the infinity of forever. A ray. A ray of hope. A beacon of light for people that try to put things in a box, when that box will eventually end them up in a cube. A Cubical to be exact, and that cube will, in turn, hold them from seeing this sphere, Earth, and her many pleasures. And without seeing our sphere, we settle. We settle for what's available.For jobs, friends, and women. But girls like you want are in high demand and low in stock. You find yourself in a love triangle. You're trapped in the trapezoid of life because you never got off your Angle Side Side. You just keep going in circles, but just remember... What you get out of life is directly proportional to what you put into it.

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The Things that Shape Us A Book of Poems
PoetryPoems for me, by me, that help me to feel a little less crappy at life