Me

I just write because of the pain, 

My head is filled with ideas, just want it to drain

Most of what I say is true

In online life, everything black and blue

But I write because of which I am calm and compose, 

Not act out, yell or react with blows

Their action which does to, just feel a release, 

Though the pencil is average, it nirvana is pleased 

Imitate emotions like funny thread line joke

Even for my own, I have no remorse anymore 

Even if love presents itself, lust Is always preferred

It better to be sex partners, then have relation burns, 

I have failed in love four times, separated not divorced 

Lockdown has help insinuate that line into diverse roads

Waiting to run to be traveler and score

Building an empire not to work no more, 

That me in nutshell, thank you, for you, to follow, 

Transparency seems nice, but who can tell the difference between nice and horror 

Living from each person far away so they don't get hurt by me

I have tons to write, hope to see you all someday in actuality...