Well, today I feel inspired and wrote some poems.. With the aid of some chronic and malise Poser You pretend to be what you are not hung yourself, the rope is taut in these lies, these lies your caught with something you forgot. Time I know you as time knows clocks my heart beats like rhythmical seconds to measure you to measure time HATE Irritation fuels, faces paint more and more it feeds my hate sitting there so awkwardly finding flaws, more to hate as I sit here, here to wait I look around and it feels great I see your face, and feel this state a state of happiness and things are great ............. Working progress to improve this one This is life, this is fate all these things are innate as I am, as I wait the world slows to relieve my hate silence grows in this abate ............... umm Yeah, that is about it! Love to get some of your input