Someone told me
shoot for the stars
that way if you fall short
you'll reach the moon
But in order to reach these stars
I have expectations to follow
Ones I will never reach
Or ones that will over load
And kill me
Either way
They are here
And the worst part
Is being
Compared to the most
Retard people ever
And I don't mean as in
ADHD or bipolar
No I mean people
Who don't care
About money
Themselves
They do drugs
They don't care about school
Then they complain thier lives suck
And their greatest plan
Is to live off welfare
In thier parents basement
I get some have reasons
But most don't
I would rather
have harsh expectations
Then be know as the dead end kid
You know the one with no future
Farther then the Pen
It's not anyone's fault
It's simply the choice
of the beholder
I know people who have smoked since they were 12
Who does that
Who the fuck does that
Please tell me
Humanity is sad
It's needs to stop
I get I'm a sick twisted person
But god people need to change
In 30 years from now
People will need
Machines because they won't know how to do anything
It's sad
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Welcome To My Mind
RandomThis is about what I randomly start thinking at times I warn you now my mind is a dark corrupted broken place so be wary as you read trigger warnings all around and remember I warned you
