Entry I should do this for real

Through each two hour low I get lower, more so with morale, wondering how positive happens, when inspiration is difficult, pulling of myself(just to get up), while trying to aspire tomorrow lights,


It’s like flying without a wing, to keep aloft, we strand ourselves in the brightest or darkest times, giving or taken all of it.
We let that hit the mental and we give a fuck less or care more it’s a two way street; whether its dirt, brick or paved. We face it together in absolute; we go absolutely into whatever, we decide. We go together in our own time. We go,
We go absolutely,
Against authority or with conformity we love or we don’t let the felt happen,
And bring us tomorrow in whatever we seek, and whatever we bind ourselves towards, create yourself!