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Roll it.
Thinking to much is a handicap of mine.
The neverending machinery working.
Producing thoughts.
Which is often wrong.
The logic though is acting as a filter.
Taking out the most of the thoughts.
But the ones who get through,
increases my paranoia.
Becoming doubtful and miserable.
But.
Logic and support keeps me in balance.
Stopping the pendulum from going uneven.
And then I realize, my thoughts are ridicilous.
And I laugh at myself.
Wondering, why doing this?
This dance of self loathing.
I really don't know.
Maybe it's a way for me to take things in perspective.
Calculate and comfirming.
On a dayly basis.
Thinking to much is a handicap of mine.
The neverending machinery working.
Producing thoughts.
Which is often wrong.
The logic though is acting as a filter.
Taking out the most of the thoughts.
But the ones who get through,
increases my paranoia.
Becoming doubtful and miserable.
But.
Logic and support keeps me in balance.
Stopping the pendulum from going uneven.
And then I realize, my thoughts are ridicilous.
And I laugh at myself.
Wondering, why doing this?
This dance of self loathing.
I really don't know.
Maybe it's a way for me to take things in perspective.
Calculate and comfirming.
On a dayly basis.
Annons