Question everything.

Scatterbrained and endless,

Rocketing through neurons,

Through experiences,

With no time concept,

Just dreams.

Dreams that burst through into reality.

Shaking my core.

Rocking the bed

Flying high.

No clouds.

Just nines.

No, negatives.

Take one.

Swerve to ten.

Go getter.

Get guddda.

No stutter.

Speak up.

Act right.

Straight edge.

Back again.

Off again.

All facts.

I runnit till I can’t I breath

No air, I still thrive.

Take one.

I make it 11.

Why?

-Chaz Sonique

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