Thoughts

I have become rather disillusioned as of late.
it's not a good thing to be, seeing as my trials are coming up.

I was scribbling on the whiteboard the other day when I composed this up, read it at your leisure.

"Where is the cake the cake is a lie since the very beginning of time where do we go when we die is it somewhere high in the sky and the only way in is to fly how long how far must we drive before we realize it's all a lie perhaps we should all just cry wait for a rock to shine oh wait a bell chime it's time to climb the tree of thoughts and rhymes and harvest it's fruits in their prime their taste oh so divine but to take them all would be a crime but they're already mine MINE MINE MINE"

Composing poems, writing Ballads is pretty much the only productive things I've been doing, save a hike up Bukit Tabor. As messed up as I am right now, I've never felt as creative before.
I'll post up what I've written this past month up with the next few posts; might as well have something to occupy my time.