Trapped in my mind
With limited time
My life is what I make it
But if I keep faking it
Will I still make it?
It’s a sad song from a blue bird
This carrot in our faces
Happiness
Always dangling a few inches away
Always the dog chasing his tail
You cannot just grab it
It has to come find you
But until then
Circles
-C.H.
“What is one thing you couldn’t live without?” … “Breathing!” “That’s not what I mean.” “Oh… Eating!” “I don’t mean things you actually need to survive. Most people say something like music, or coffee
“What’re you searching for?” “Answers.” “To what?” “Everything.” “Well that’s a silly thing to search for.” “It is?” “You’ll never find it.” “I won’t?” “You’ll only find more questions.” “I don’t unde
Here’s one just for me Just to play A Piece Of The Pie These words Create My world These words Are really only heard By me A place to be free But then it happened Magic I am in control of more than I
