My Psychological Tower

This was originally a draft here on Tumblr, so I decided to put the finished version back where it belongs.

Its just like: Damn, we still so young

In this life that we’ve begun

And I’m just grateful and amazed at the person I’ve become

I’ve never been so happy to be acting so dumb

but we’re just gonna keep going like the beat of a drum

we, referring to me and my friends, every last one

in the time when it’s too hot cause of the heat from the sun

we just have too much fun

I hope it’s never done

In this game of life, I think we have won

It’s these kinda things we should remember, cherish

Hope and pray these things will never ever perish

High off life, stuck upon the wheel of Ferris

Having so much fun, and being so careless

I know for a fact this will be remembered and cherished

Until the day that every one of us has perished.

Basically, this is me, climbing my psychological tower. For too long I’ve been sitting on the ground, now its time for me to get moving.

    It has been said that no day is ever wasted. That is kinda hard to believe, especially when you have no idea what to do for a period of time, and the one thing you attempt to do fails like a rocket built in the stone age. Not because you can’t make a rocket out of stones, but because nobody who can is reliable to do that, so you gotta say, “I’m just going to walk to the moon, forget this.”

On that walk, you can take the time to figure out who you really can depend on. Basically, its your true friends. People you can call family despite having no relation with them except friendship that is as deep as a Snorlax’s stomach. And the people, who from your experience, are like bad food that said Snorlax puked up instead of digested, should just be left on earth as you walk to the moon, with only those who truly matter. Everything else should just be forgotten, because you’ll just feel like more and more days are almost being wasted, when you can make much greater things out of them.