Isn't life funny
Isn't it strange
Everyone's different
But no-one likes change
Some folk are open
Some maybe shy
Some folk are honest
Some of them lie
Some of us rich
Some of us poor
Some can be happy
Some are a bore
But together as one
The world as a whole
We're all heading one place
For death is the goal
I guess what I'm saying
I think it is true
I'm just a different
Version of you
Your feedback helps mort understand what's working
Genuine chatty man... Kik - madmorts
I know sometimes we think too much, Some shallow ideas and thoughts. Deeply Philosophical are most of them, Like Confucius and Marx.
We spend most of our lives wasting time. Putting off homework by going to get a drink. Putting off calling your family by texting your friends. Putting off writing by staring at a blank page.
Some people want to die. some people want to live. some people want to take. some people want to give. Some people have family. some people have friends. some people love life.
All this world does is push you down, In this endless sea it makes you drown. You're nothing special, another wave, Another note on a crowded stave.
They say our time is borrowed. Don't think about tomorrow. Just live your life. Each day each night. And all the rest will follow. If you ask too many questions. Life will pass you by. So take a seat.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, January 16, 2013. In this day and age, we tend to know what current good and current evil are.
We all want the best in life. Riches, wealth, good health, and companionship. We all need to feel appreciated in life. Acknowledged, praised, wanted, even a pat on the back. We all have our own...
What is this life that has come to be. Every day a reflection of what has made me Does everyone live it. Or with the smallest tap do they slip and sigh of the edge of the map.
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