I feel like I have been around the world twice and back so the only logical thing for me to do is stop. Everyone claims to be real but no one can tell me who stole my shoelace. Torn between lover and friends, I do not know whether or not I should pursue a relationship or leave it where it is. I do not know if I am scared of falling in love or the fear of being rejected; which ever it is I’ll be honest and say I am scared to make a move, so I’ll rather not move or play it off real cool. If the weight of the whole world were to be on my shoulders, which somtimes it feels as if it is, it would not be anything to me, I’ll simply take one step until I cross the finish line. Life isn’t a dream, nor is it a game, that includes you chess. The shit is politics, you get assasinated as a reward for being great!