They say a chair is still a chair, even if no one is sitting there
But is a mind still a mind if no thoughts live there?
No thoughts, hopes, dreams, or emotions?
Just an empty space in the center of a brain.
Beneath a face and behind a blank stare that are eyes.
Eyes that hold sadness and fear, but are afraid to blink
and afraid to question what they see and never try to think
For fear that those thoughts will lead to questions
and those eyes they fear those thoughts
Which is why they are scared to think and even more stared to speak.
So you see, the fear is there and the thoughts maybe too,
But to keep a mind empty, what does that really do?
So I ask again is a mind really a mind if no thoughts live there?
That is definitely a good way to describe it.
What it holds though???
I have no clue…
But I will leave that up to destiny.
Anything is possible.
I want to call it a wash.
I am done with them so to speak.
I can’t continue to over think about them, because it is a new year and if things were going to happen then they would have.
I can’t sit around wishing that things would be different
That people will be different.
I just have to accept it and move on accordingly and realize that some people and things are just not worth my time, energy or stress.
That I could be doing MUCH better things with my time.
My sister likes to listen to the music that I have on my phone when she walks the dog.
It is kind of weird.
I said it was random..
What people say when they think that no one is listening. Good stuff at times, but it is usually rude shit that you just should not say.
I really hate how people aren’t talented or smart enough to be successful on their own, that they have to bad mouth and step on people. Don’t get me wrong I have no problem fighting for a spot, but I don’t know if I could be the type of person that fucks with another person’s chances just to get it. Working hard for something means so much more in the end. And that is when you know that you got it because you actual deserve it.
To having a good memory is that you never forget anything, so the good memories are there, but so are all the bad ones too….
Another day in the life of my mind.
So I just retweeted something on Twitter, because I agreed with what was said, but I don’t really think that the person who tweeted it is telling the truth though….