Whosoever Cares Enough To Act Like They Do

01/27/2006 From: 5150 Real Life Way Reality, Ca Earth 7 To: Whosoever Cares Enough To Act Like They Do One wondrous day I was sitting in the shade with my hands pressed closely to my face. Setting high upon the last chance to grasp what was left of my self, for a small peace of mind to consider my life mine. I was crying with a smile so to speak, so as funny as it seems at my strongest I felt weak. Never said a single word all the while I spent looking in the mirror at an image I once feared oh so much. Still I stay on the grind when the goings getting tough enough to crack any ordinary man, which I’m not so I always stay ahead of the flock. With my secrets and my feelings tucked away in a sock on the top of my runaway from list. Trying to runaway from every bodies self absorbed cancers, I see clear now that love is not the answer. Been transferred to higher states of minds, state your peace or two cents and then give my ears a rest. I’ve been done with non-sense the starting of the newest year I’ve every come to know.