Wish You

Human beings never taught themselves how to feel, they never started something that doesn’t have an ending.

Maybe story taught us how to forget the ones we love, maybe we’re so much made of dust that we couldn’t comprehend fate and turnout hearts into stones, maybe sorrow’s something we want to keep and love’s something we want to give so hard that when we’re not loved, we turn it into pain, and then out of nothing, something turn our heads so upside-down that we start to feel the planets, the stars, the energy that engulfs all of our bodies and as a punch, the world won’t feel the same, the starts won’t bright so hard or maybe they would bright so painfully that some strange glow would take our heads to another planet and make us feel like nothing in the earth.

Maybe this is a lesson, maybe this’ a challenge, and maybe there’s no goals to achieve and the matrix is fully functional at a point we could not take control of our lives.

These disturbed toughts are maybe brought you be her, and maybe they’re brought to you by my chaotic head.

There are so many maybes…

I wish you weren’t one of them

I wish you would be some kind of certainty

I wish…

I wish…

I wish you