I wanna cry and I don't know why... I don't mean to rhyme. It just comes out of my mouth without my consent and I don't know why.
I don't wanna die. I'm not gonna lie. This is the truth and only the truth.. why would I lie? Look at the sky.. big blue sky.. How far away is this sky? Million miles away? A few inches away?
Far far away in a land called home I was home. Happy as can be. With the person I love and who loves me.
Perfect. Perfect person? Not a real person. Just a walking piece of plastic and makeup. Under all that makeup and plastic is a real person. A very real person. A person who left home to pursue they're dreams a very real person who cried themselves to sleep at night. Probably. Probably. Maybe. But nobody is really perfect. They just say that, cause why not? They are all just robotic. Doing the same all day all year all forever. Forever. Forever? What is forever? The fire in someone's eyes? The beating of someone's heart? The stars? The Earth? The Universe? Forever. Is anything forever? "I will love you forever." How long is forever? How long we live? In death? In life? Who knows? I don't know. Know. Knowing. Knowing knowledge. Knowing nothing. Knowing everything. How much do I know? Not enough. How much do geniuses know? Not enough to them. To us they know everything. 2 + 2 that's 4. But if you twist the numbers it's 4 + 4 and that's 8. I know what to do. I know all I know. Does that make me a genius? I want to know more. But school doesn't teach us all what we want to know. School. They teach us about math and science and y=mx+b and about how glucose is sugar and how to make things explode and people in the past what they did and why it's important. We learn how to read and write and about the revolutionary war. But really do we need to know that? School wants to teach us about all the things we don't really need to know but we know anyway. Au is gold. Gold is valuable today. But was it valuable yesterday? Probably. But was it valuable 300000 years ago? No. It was just a rock. That someone found and used to try to kill some animal with. Animals. Killing animals. So people can eat. But animals get killed cause they try to kill people. That isn't fair. Killing animals. Killing people. People killing other people. Murder. Killing. Life. Death. Forever..? Love. Perfect.
I stopped rhyming a while ago. You probably noticed that already. But the rhythm of the words in your head beat to the beat of my words in your brain. The brains a weird thing. It twists things in your mind cause of the things you learned and the things you learned get contorted to the way other people talk and think and move. Weird. The hearts weird too. It beats. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Not stopping. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. The heart beats faster when you see something you like or if you are scared. Pat pat pat pat pat pat pat. The hearts a weird thing too.
I guess rhyming isn't for me. Just writing down whatever comes into my mind without thinking about what I'm writing. Weird isn't it? Isn't it? I guess it is. Well we live in a weird World run by weird people. Real people. Fake people. People who stare at the stars. That's me. The star gazer. The Universe is the reason we all act the way we act. The stars. Firery Fey. All different colors. Blue, red, white, green. What if instead of destroying this planet we each fly to a star and live there on our own. But then where is home? Home is where our story begins, but when does our story end? When everyone disappears and returns to the Galaxy above us? Or does it begin then?
Nobody knows but the galaxy itself.
Unless it doesn't know.
Who knows?
Do I know?
Do geniuses know?
Teachers?
Leaders?
Preachers?
Animals?
The dead?
The living?
Who knows.
