charm

i feel like moving in and out of this, like i still keep doing
and it seems like i'll continue down this path untill the end of all my time
it's a bit unfair
but i'm no hard worker

still, i gaze into the future like it's an empty screen with a high beep,
noise that penetrates my feelings of guilt


i sometimes want to move out of myself and grasp for a better grip,
but i'm still here
quiet on the suface, raging on the inside.

oh, behave.

oh, go shave.




fuck this, i'm better off apart from the darkness within

ambition
i know how it feels.
i know how much it hurts when it leaves you be.
i know how dependant we truly are on motivation

in order to thrive..


WÆÆÆH!!!!