I forget. I’m often in a trance. You are somewhere. I hear you. Is it not great to be loud? Yes you are very loud. Your face can not whisper to me. It is impossible for your smile to talk quietly. You have always been of incredible volume speaking true across the ages – You are louder than I’ve ever felt you as I get closer and closer. Looking into the eyes of the nights I don’t wonder which steps to take; you are on your way. You’ve got the power, the storm, by its’ reigns – In fact I think I love you.
To go one way or the other all it takes is a few thoughts;
Remember that when you’re thinking all negative and shit