westid

there was no building anticipation but it was a long time coming. my brain goes into some sort of diagnostic mode because it’s the only way i can listen

no one else cuts through it all and gives it the real version, no one else will. these things i know mostly deep down but i needed to hear it still

i don’t react to some things the way that everyone else does, people would get concerned about that if they didn’t know me better – that is granted. there is no one else can exist on that level, except who i’m listening to that was talking to me

there were a lot of things i’ve gone and done, accomplished, failed, conquered. that was plain to see

now i’ve got some next things to take care of, kindly laid down and spelled out in all certainty