RAID!

ask I guess.... theres to much to write. arrogance is not the key. to this door anyways. I open up much more often then I should. could I do other things and say its art? does poetry count?period.or question mark? dont ask, dont tell. tell me more. more then less is better then worse. I promise it wont hurt. ive been told otherwise. raid likes writting. I'll call it art and say I told you so. opinions dont count.dont count on them.always might get boring after awhile.storming out of a room unsatisfied.agree on it.then agree to disagree.speeches are made.presidential debates inside of modern households.nothing is viewed by the public.the public has no scence of direction."a" person is smart.people are dumb.think for yourself.dont follow the leader.kids games get boring when you grow up.unless you decide when you grow up.dont grow up...huge choice after choice after choice....I'll make up for it.I promise. but, I still go there.I dont have a choice anymore.old and getting older.young at heart forever.humble is what the style is.genuine 1st draft pick.the cent of success, in my own mind.a fool...with a heart of gold.boldness to the core.the hard core crew.the history continues as well.lets make a change.stage an uprising.get people to watch.attention spans over time.lives change at the drop of a dime.the man with the most is always on top.I have nothing to look down upon.someone might notice me up here.sayings and slogans burn through my mind.my memory isnt so good.after all.not crisp but still sharp.on cue and never late.not married but never date.glued together in unholy matramoney.missrible like the rest.my persona seems old.in its late 30's.starving for attention.loving nothing but rejection.alone in the light.read on for ages.hold the book up, never turning pages.my ego's locked up.I seem to have more then one.of alot of things.talents are one. subtract this whole story.nothing but blank space. to fill my own empty head.empty like the feeling.I dont feel you,as you dont me.one second we're freinds, the next is an empty spot.missing in action.but many more reaction to come.Im as real as it gets.your to fake for comfort.its sad to say.but I saw it coming.in one lifetime, out the other.used and abused.verbally maybe.you know who you are.do you feel me now?im to deep for ya'.yeah ya'll.bringing it back.not sure it is though.all I know is I have it.not one can take that from me.no one too.three's the magic number.I can go on forever...-gonna work all day and work all night ...wanna find my way and finish my life - RAID! "Time is the biggest chain reaction"