Sometimes we lack enough and sometimes we just have much
Too many thoughts in my head
Less nights' sleep
Drowned myself in liquor
Hit a spiff
Walked down the road
Feeling the breeze and it was just what I wanted in the moment
Did it again and my leg couldn't move an inch
Puking all over the place
The foul smell filling the air
Sat and watched
Capturing every detail
In circles I couldn't even think straight
It all comes back to me
It has always been about me
Wanting more than what is in offer
Opening the eyes in the dark
Walking in the mud while I can wait for it to dry
See.I am not the kind that thinks things can just happen
I have to make them
This is my world
Maybe I just made it this way
Maybe
I have to do more
More than what is expected
Because after all I am doing it for me
Imma break some bones
Crack the ribs
I need it all
All there is.
~Kijela
