Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Lonely Stoner.

I often find myself, solo in the rafters, examining people, words, actions. Its almost surreal, watching the real world. So, like a TV show I watch the plots play out, the twists, the turns, people smiling for the camera only to reveal their ugly side when they think no one is looking...right.
Or maybe your the big brave hero, and nobody sees the chinks in your armour?
Either way..the majority of what I see I don't like...
So I just keep to myself, my lack of words is rarely nothing to say...
Encapsuled in my own.
Who am I to judge.
who are you... free his mind at night.


1 comment:

questionmark said...

couldn't agree more. wish I had a cam to let people in on this world