Lets face it, everyone gets downtrodden, beaten up by life.
Let's remind ourselves its not so bad, and be here for eachother.
Lament, cry, say what you need, do what you need.
Let's spread about some love.
I'm scared it's all gonna be a waste. I'm scared that everything I do is going to be wasted. That I'm nothing more than a dream stuck outside of this place, and those who touch me are corrupted by my hope until they wake up.
My hope that life can be better than this. Love can be better than spending money on eachother and fucking.
That pain can go away, wounds can be healed together, and hearts can be mended together. I'm a young man, and me and my brother have contemplated the worth of continuing in this current life many times. I don't want to kill myself because I'll always have him and you and the earth will always be green and blue and beautiful and space will always be giant and chaotic and random...
is lasting impact "worth" in a life? are memories worth? smiles are worth things. Big smiles and i love yous and squeezing someone elses hand are worth things..
don't mind me, i'm just kind of drunk and depressed. thoughts, thoughts...
They don't think it be like it is, but it do.