
I feel like , i aint bipolar
But im either at home and peace
Or im sad to the extent that my inner worlds would burst and willnt take it anymore
Alghough i know that well meet
Somewhere i know exist
Someday that is just steps away
Somehow if it means by death or reserrection or some another trip
Somtimes sth pissed me of and i can tolerate it completey whatever is the situation
But someone would jump out me to punch whoever whatever went shit
I dont want even to be happy
Im fine of where im at and i dont want recognition
But i urge to , sth is telling me , and i dont know why
That i want to stand up a bridge or a tower , open that goddamn gate , and invade the entire world with my nation of spirits , creatures , or whatever you may call it , i dont know why they cant take it
Although theyre laying there in the shadows too all over the world and helping out many things
Long live 212
Blessed live 212