Change

The world spins on and on. Whether I want it to or not. I can cry for the earth to stop, but it wont. It doesn't care if I want to die or live. I can shoot dope or be sober. The world doesn't care. Its my life, and time isn't on my side. I can run and hide, but its only my life that I'm wasting. My days are numbered. I could die tomorrow or live another 100 years. But no one knows its a mystery. Things are Funny. Everyone has their own brain, their own way of thinking. Their own way of perceiving this world and all the people in it. I feel sick super nauseated. I want to vomit up all my insides. Throw up until I'm inside out. Yell at the sky. Stare into the sun until my eyes melt, bubble up into nothingness. Two empty holes in my face. Pass out from the pain. Forget my shame. Forget my name. Erase my brain. I cant refrain from going insane. I've got a rotten brain its decayed in my skull. I've died inside but my body is still alive. How have I survived this life of mine. I don't know, but I have and I'm glad. I'm done messing around. I want to change. And I'm starting now….