what is it that i want to say as night bursts through this passing day the hustle and flow of the life i live is it about what i say or what i give i search for a meaning in a recycling bin while others search from what results in the end my waking life is a dream of insanity do i look to the stars which are blocked by the canopy do i reach for the one that is head of state or instead is it i who holds the the keys to my fate the choices i make affect others as well does that mean i decide who goes to heaven or hell if the holes to heave are in fact the stars above can i see that which is the supposed source of love if i say what i think before i think what i say does this passing day turn to night, or is it the other way if i let go of my fears can i be willed to move forward or is the life that lead the life i move toward if i question my existence then don't i exist since the one with the question is the one who persists or is it that it all doesn't matter and life just goes along with its dreams and holes as it hustle and flows so what does it matter what i say if the words of today just won't stay because as soon as they're uttered they become past or because they won't stay still since they are not the last -richie 10/23/06
