I'm Kaiden, and I do not know the way, so do not follow.
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Source: beccakelton

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What’s this thing called Bliss, Happiness in life you’re takin the piss, I thought every road was uphill and everyone faced this, The reality is all just hit an miss.

Nah man why don’t you get real, There’s a whole world out there that you can’t feel, You keep picking at your life course it will peel, We’re all just glass stop tryna act steel.

Cos I wish I knew how to make it go, How to feel like everyone else an go with the flow, But there’s a distinct problem which changes my hopes tho, Not everybody is sposed to feel the same no.

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Words are binding like they a chain, Can’t just spit the first thing that pops into your brain, Goin on how you bad an you played the game, When your day to day life is sad an mundane. Cos you wish you was out there you wish you was free, But your bound and blinded by ideas of what you should be, Open your eyes wide now and see, That bein free is as easy as bein me.

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I’ve just sat and watched it change from night to day, looks like it’s gonna be another beautiful morning, what’re the odds I’m going to attend work today?

can i take your order please

can i take your order please

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All work and no play makes Kaiden a dull boy, too much play though, and work gets dropped backseat an i’m wondering whether or not to make that phone call.

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When I open my eyes all I see, sun kissed skies blue as the sea, Torn right through by greystone flat blocks stacked high as can be, Youths in hoods trying to flex, Kidulthood Adulthood an the grave come next, whether by substance, gun, knives, or even unprotected sex, cos yes that’s still a worry, I see them young gals wanna grow up in a hurry, next star of 16 an pregnant you will be sorry. Maybe I should look to nature to find an escape, but there’s more rubbish than water in my local lake, an off the beaten path my wanderlust yearns me to make, probably end up running into someone who my belongings he will take. Just a philosopher making statements on what I see, you ask why is this so important to me? Cos it’s down to us how we treat this world in which me live, and there’s only so much society will give, before the buckle and the collapse, so tell me how long do you think we will last?

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People don’t change, The strange get more strange, Wanna know what made me insane? Waking up each day to the same, Repeat the same mistakes and search for someone to blame, Know that when shit comes knockin it can only call your name. But don’t sweat that shit be happy, The things in life you can’t change shouldn’t make it crappy, Learn from your errors or repeat them, Even if it means again and again, Nothin ever hurts as much a second time, An you can avoid problems by stayin behind your danger line, But that’s why we people never change, Every day the same cos it’s the only way livin doesn’t hurt our brain.

Source: reneelouiseanderson

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Isn’t it easy to make really philosophical statements about life and the ordeals we all face, turn that laser all seeing eye in on yourself just once and see that you’re an indecisive piece of shit who can’t seem to decide where he is himself. Know that every time you say something you do the opposite, know that you are always second guessing, but know that you’re only human.