look at what makes me happy
a look at what makes me tick
am i ok or am i really sick
anticipation is what is killing me
imagining alternate scenarios
has become my reality
i live in a perpetual state of fear
that can never be satiated
because the future is always near
endless universal possibilities persist
feeding off of every outcome
from previous history
but only truly focus on the negative
for if i was true to myself and
everything else i would see that for
more positive judgements have been
ascertained yet forgotten
has everything become so predictable
that it has to be great in order to
remember, can't just be not bad
if i really do feel that different
then it must be me who is wrong
it must be me that makes the dull
a mass extinction level alert
need to learn to be still
if everything is a state of mind
i need to treat it as such
a mere virtual reality
me watching from afar
living vicariously
their thoughts can't hurt
but thoughts lead places
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