Guess I'm doing fine
I can't promise anything.
But slowly trying to come back.
Not here to say I'm feeling great or I'm enlightened now.
I just need to write.
Because that's the only way I can keep myself alive
in a sense.
I don't know.
I don't have an answer.
Don't except anything right here.
What you see here is just me, hotchpotch (just looked at a dictionary) of my thoughts.
Or just a computer screen if you don't print it out.
What am I saying?
This is not a poem.
This is not even a composition.
This is not a language.
This doesn't make sense.
No, No, No, No, No...
I'm tired. I'll write tomorrow.
But slowly trying to come back.
Not here to say I'm feeling great or I'm enlightened now.
I just need to write.
Because that's the only way I can keep myself alive
in a sense.
I don't know.
I don't have an answer.
Don't except anything right here.
What you see here is just me, hotchpotch (just looked at a dictionary) of my thoughts.
Or just a computer screen if you don't print it out.
What am I saying?
This is not a poem.
This is not even a composition.
This is not a language.
This doesn't make sense.
No, No, No, No, No...
I'm tired. I'll write tomorrow.