..my head..churns out lines..that sometimes seem to rhyme..bit by bit they fit..to be a complete misfit..to me its my freedom...a revolution..my mental evolution...

Why and What  

Why deny,
what exists.

Why question,
what doesn't.

Why worry,
what tomorrow.

Why destroy,
what peace.

Why do,
what hurts.

Why kill,
what loves.

Why end,
what highs.

Why lie,
what verity.

Why mind,
what soul.

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