Reality check.

Cricket sounds and time spent waiting over mundane matters such as sodium filled instant noodles.


Reality check
a counterbalance on your part as a human being.

Something outside yourself that you wouldn't want to see.


It's easier when it's ordinary.

And harder to do without the words.

Without telling people whatever you're going through

It's harder this way
But we do it all the time.

Keeping it for heart ache's sake
Losing it in between the lines

Without a care for repealed dignity

No, innuendos always gets the best of us
Hidden things move people better

Like men behind the scenes
Mirrors and smoke screens

Deception the only inn
In a world without a home

Still, hoping as you take the steps
What are the probabilities of
Getting good chances

Of a good life?

Fortune, the elusive romance of success

Hopeless.

"Good" as people see it
In this strange and mismatched world

How to make everything worth it?


Choose truth and feel it thereafter.




[this sputum of my fantasy, worry and wake me]