Why do I love neing human?
The feeling.
The wait.
Waiting forever, and brining it in.
I’m not dependant, on you.
I don’t need nothing but truth.
Truth I find in melody, in sound.
The music videos bring me
such joy.
Things were different in 2002,
now life is more about surving,
still good.
Refusal to make a change is what is,
I will not revolt to slavery for you.
So let me be,
you draconic sin.
I will not let you destroy my tea.
The Mystical Poet 