Talking to myself

Im bleeding in my brain to talk about this insane feeding so i refrain form turning into a steam engine train, cold like the nights on a bright winter month, space out like rabbits when the wolfs come around, so I'm looking out of a window and i notice the clouds, the noise, the light, my squint, the skin around my eyes, all the birds are cooped up, some still fly, the planes going out are already in the sky, change the day as you fade away , calm the tense as you wish for warm, depress the thoughts of things ending, like your work, or your life. you're only getting older and you're more and more like your parents, with the way you think, and what you drink, and how you eat, cheap laughs get more and more out side my door there are fake little phone calls interrupting my solitude. you have me stuck inside this body and Im trying to do something incredible with it, the brain inside my brian is a beautiful combat warrior fighting to motivate a large mass of body to ultimately help it's self. people eating food, in front of my face while i serve up the coffee and the tea, swallow my tung and take their money, fall asleep and begin my morning, don't do this for too long it isn't for you, i'll continue to tell my self what to do, speed up the time that takes you away from the reality of consumerism and breath the air that the trees let you by getting back on your bike, find a shadow to follow you in the sun of the southern states, call me when you get there, I'll be waiting. Mrs. Thinking and Music can this be my girl, can this be my next year, can i hold off from certain things, like popular trends and regular meals, switch your gears and move on. Cars are going down as fast as the money is getting tight for the ones with the credit cards who finally have realized that charging their credit cards has become an overwhelming never ending task unless you win the lotto and thats unrealistic, stick to the cash, and never go credit, you'll loose your bearings and do something you don't want to like work in a fast food joint while your working the grave yard security job and on top of that sleeping for 4 hours during the day, while all your friends are out chatting about things of importance and fun, the only way to learn the social life, and with that taken away from you, your mind will ask your brain and your brain will ask your body to stop by making you sick, and tired , and emotional, and stressed out, and you'll have huge dark circles under your eyes. It feels good to know that I'm a man of constant change.