I can't concentrate and it's really frustrating. I'm working on this one piece and I vowed to myself that I will finish it but I keep on getting mental fits of rage while trying to finish it and it's not doing me any good. Stupid brain, stop it! Stop it now! So on a different note, I found this poem that I wrote when I was like 15 or 16 and speaking of stupid brain, I swear to god I was far more intelligent back in those days than I am now. I think part of the reason was that all these thoughts were going through my mind but I expressed them in different ways and then 17 came along and I decided that it was a good idea to just start getting rid of my thoughts (and brain cells) altogether. I've realized that a lot of the kids in school that excelled in academics and art (or who were sensitive) were the ones always smoking weed in the park and drinking in class. I think that stupidity goes along with the intelligence territory. You want to dumb yourself down so you don't feel down. Stupid people are always happy. Anyways, so here's the poem (please don't judge, remember, it was written by a 15 or 16 year old)
Truth or Happiness
Levitation, elevation
What I seek is
No answer
but silence
Understanding
without explanation
Abused and confused
Exploring inane colourful worlds
with metallic turquoise tears
and cosmic playgrounds
An inner peace
that is able to deal with external chaos
Fulfillment
with no much to fill this room
Resolution
is supposed to lead to evolution
Yet as we evolve
there are more problems to solve
More problems to ignore
And conveniently happiness
can be purchased at the department store
On sale.