Meaningful Thoughts
Love at all costs.
What is this feeling?
Why do I feel broken?
No paths left to take,
no outlet.
What mus I do
to feel whole again?
To feel the door open,
then more.
I can't think straight,
to many thoughts,
they're all to fast.
I don't wanna think.
can you believe me?
Could you believe me?
We have been given the power
of choice.
Yet I don't want it.
The choice I speak of
is not the choice of freedom,
and not the choice of speech,
but the choice a animal
has to make
to eat.
It's the choice the tree's have to grow.
It's the choice things
make to see their name go.
I don't want this choice,
this choice I speak of.
Maybe that's why
I am broken.
There is one thing.
I must say of all
the things we should
have choice, is
love. People should
not be forced.
Forcing means lunacy, lunacy
means crime, and crime equals death and more crime.
See to many thoughts,
that one actually caught.
Maybe it will end.
Why do I feel broken?
No paths left to take,
no outlet.
What mus I do
to feel whole again?
To feel the door open,
then more.
I can't think straight,
to many thoughts,
they're all to fast.
I don't wanna think.
can you believe me?
Could you believe me?
We have been given the power
of choice.
Yet I don't want it.
The choice I speak of
is not the choice of freedom,
and not the choice of speech,
but the choice a animal
has to make
to eat.
It's the choice the tree's have to grow.
It's the choice things
make to see their name go.
I don't want this choice,
this choice I speak of.
Maybe that's why
I am broken.
There is one thing.
I must say of all
the things we should
have choice, is
love. People should
not be forced.
Forcing means lunacy, lunacy
means crime, and crime equals death and more crime.
See to many thoughts,
that one actually caught.
Maybe it will end.
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Love at all costs.
Love at all costs.
