Year 18 and a Half Ceiling Stare Thought

life is that seesaw battle that you do not desire to be on at times seems all there is to do is work, pay bills, wish, dream, and wonder on the computer screen, the details of a luxury beachfront resort is my bedtime story on my knees i pray for the more important stuff in my mind i am wrongfully questioning the wrong person for the wrong reasons sometimes in the wee hours of the wee hours i just want to take a ride and never return oftentimes in the middle of the day i want to lasso time like that dude in that movie wanted to lasso the moon then the alarm becomes a burglar once again reminding my defiant ears as well as my naked eyes maybe one day i will get there again....i think i'll wear black to work today