I'm a wrench.
I'm a socket.
I'm a Tool.
Use me as a catalyst in achieving whatever you must.

Use me as if I'm your paper to wipe your ass with.
I am imperfect. I am no where near anything you want me to be. I am myself and nothing more. I'm not anyone special. I'm just like everyone else.
Chew me up and spit me out.
Use me when needed. I am your taxi cab.
Would your emotions feel the same? Would there be care?
Everyone is equal. All are mutual.

Someday they'll see the distance is growing from the earth to my feet.
I do live up in a tree at times.

For your happiness comes my expense.
There is a facade between you and myself.
My facade which covers the idea of my intelligence. You believe what is false.


Your actions will effect you.

Jesus, God... Where are you tonight as I stare at the moon wishing for your guidance.


I shed tears every night thinking what went wrong. What might have I of done. But it cannot always be myself that causes problems.
I cannot live like this.
The thoughts circle my brain dreaming if I should take the emergency exit, should I?
No.
I am stronger than this. I can do more than this.
I do not need anyone at all.
Just the few close friend I have will carry me across the bridge onto the land.


My mind spins every day, I cannot breath, I cannot function, my eye's do not stop twitching from all the stress.

Thoughts change; the world is full of change. Some things are missed, some things are forgotten.
Others are cherished and others are taken advantage of.