meaningless mindless unmatured and many thing i am with my life ..............
Alone nights...in my single room...with the beauty cold half-moon shining brilliantly through the window...
Sometimes I think 'this'...sometimes I think 'that'...& sometimes I think why I think all 'this' & 'that'...
Sometimes I wonder how beautiful a girl could be...just before getting lost in some more pure wonders of the Universe...
Sometimes I (try to)read 'this'...sometimes I (try to)read 'that'...& then I think what I've made of the studies...
Hmmmm...mind is complex...like a Merry go Round,damn fluctuating... like a turbulent wave...& as it appreciates this whole classic machinery...I just