maintenance required.

poor kay. i sincerely wish she never ever has to go through that again. ever. life is experience and sometimes maintenance is required.

loveukay.

clouded clarity. sick. wired yet tired. compare that of course to the life of a dog. marley just sits there and rips into his disney turtle, he runs arounds, pees on things, hops and licks anything and everything. hes a puppy. fun.

middle child.

Yearn for freedom but to scared to be truly free, we have become automated response machines, doing what we are told whilst placing creativity on hold
Following paths and routes paved in by the soles of drones that march incessantly to the beat of their owner’s drums, for mediocre sums
Numb motivation with a lifeless expression, their dreams replace yours, while the hour glass switch from doles to pours to too late.
Our lives for hire, we are cars with no tires, so were not going anywhere, except back to our stations to bask in the glare as we stare endlessly into our personal windows with no walls, just unfortunate that its found in the room with no exits.
Continued search for the climax, meaning & the glory... just another day in the life of a middle child of history.