This is just an early morning ramble whist trying to get my brain to write something good... apparently i dont' think it worked... anyway enjoy.
i'm wondering
what would it mean,
what does it mean, to have your own light
the one you see full of dancing and couches on saturdays
what does it mean to swim in an open sea of ideas
not caring about the others drowing around you?
lights on pearls, first date, opinions of others not mattering?
What would it mean if the black swept over
and then you suddenly had a different light?
what is a light
does it keep you from sinking
deeper
and deeper
and deeper deeper
telling you who you are?
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heh, i guess age is wisedom.
The light is your preception of your place in life. Darker it is, less you feel you can make a change in anything. Make it brighter, just watch life and see where to make that change.
Well, I don't say you suck. Definitely a decent piece of work for a bit of insomniac ramblings.
... it's a quiet night.... it's been... too quiet, my light says I suck.