Throw the ball and play the instrument as long as it isn't electric and doesn't hurt the ears.
Always wanted to be someone that would be revered as an artist or animator but was induced to play the role of a fucking anteater.
Too tired to say no to weak after all the beatings. They planned it from the start and for why I do not know.
Start to finish my family is the worst. They do not know me but I am sure they were the first.
May it be that I am last and all they own be left to me.
That I might offer it to the only ones I call my family.
Only 2 I guess and maybe one other but even they don't give a shit they just want to live their life and one a lot more close to me.
Why can not I have that. Us. The two. Just being.
Confused I was with the jocks because I was build to be one but I'd much rather have been the nerd geek or model.
A carrot on a stick. A carrot on a stick. A carrot on a stick.
I am not a whale. Just let me sail.
The loot was the smile.
The loot was the smile.
You are all so infantile.
Sometimes I do things to disconnect myself from what was keeping me from sailing.
Then sailed back into the frothy shade of the lagoon of which I longed for.
With the one that wanted me from the get go.
Not the one you decided.
Us. Not you.
Do you.
Let us do our own thing.
We are not hurting anybody.