So just do not.
Just staring at the wall,
Think of just before.
Standing in the hall,
In a back pack store.
Filling up,
Every second.
I just can not stop,
Reverse with a backhand.
Story’s telling me thinks,
What fit with facts.
But still it brings,
The way we all act.
Just coming for you,
And you pointed the eyes on me.
But what those it means,
Show it to me.
Dreaming,
Sleeping,
Now it is still the same,
And nothing to blame.
Style like,
A glowing light.
Just not afraid,
In the night.
Eyes like,
A pretty book.
Showing more,
Just look.
But only the reader,
Of this story,
Will know,
If it is going to be a,
Happy ending,
Or a death end.
Big times,
Are special,
So just do not,
Fuck it up.