If I can friction and go through the suction, my brain cells go dead asking for addiction,
Addiction of the fair, and elimination of unfair....
But then I ask myself will it be fair to not have unfair...
Identification of the self goes through the tunnel of disgrace,
I hold my breath thinking will it be so unfair....
Lost in life, should I think of finding a way out....
What if the way out could be the way to a no mans land, Life just stops breathing and nothing else stays but the end....
????? Mind full of question.... I do not know where to begin and where to end.
I don't even know if its the never ending search or a never ending road....
Just hoping there is a crane at the end.. collecting all the garbage in my mind and scrapping it recycling it just letting no mundane....
