Shape Shifter

My emotions are colliding into each other and creating sparks. I change as fast as the world around me. I can't keep up with myself. Or the world.

I need my optimism back. It fell out of my pocket, maybe when I was throwing out my knees dancing, or when I did the heel flip that locked my neck. I forgot my number one rule: Positive outlook. Always. Positive outlook and good things will come.

White.

My mind's been ultimately blank lately. No inner thoughts are wanting to push their way onto paper or this screen. I currently have nothing to say worth reading. In creative terms, I am momentarily a dunce.

I am laying on my bedroom floor, staring at the lights wanting to expel all thoughts. Thinking too much is my mind's greatest curse. My mind is angry because I can't think of anything substantial. So I am going to lay here, and think of nothing.

Yum.

One day I will be baller again.

Coconuts.

I caught a tear and looked at it. On the outside it was sad, but inside it was happy.