the truth hurts when all you have is time.

Just another day ticking past, as the world continues to turn.

i constantly ask and rarely receive, but it seems as if the tide

has begun to change providing me with a morsel of hope.

I bid farewell to my pessimistic ways, for they no longer

hold the ability to weigh me down like a diving bell in a vast

ocean of uncertainty.

i stop myself often forcing myself into this thing

they call reality, rather than running away into another space

i lay there naked, with little to no shame.

i am here,

hear me roar.

7billion versus 1.

who will win.

or was it never a

competition to begin with?