Galactic.

every day i think.
i fall into deep thoughts that tend to lead me into the philosophical world of the universe. i tend to dream while i am attentive. i fail to see the natural reasons for things or the "normal" way of life. i observe the movement and actions of girls who desire attention from men and wonder if girls like me ever get noticed?. i listen to the words breeze from the mouths of men who know exactly what to say and wonder why they say such things they don't mean. i have also discovered that looks will get you far enough to make it your lifestyle, from what i've heard " you make it a lil further if you are light skin". i like to write for no reason so that my finger tips can speak for my mind. i think if i write enough i wont have to speak one day and just be able to express myself through facial expressions because i'm tired of talking. everyone does it too much. i listen to intelligent minds from mouths who are worth listening to.

but the flawless sounds i hear and pay close attention to are the stars. they speak the loudest because they comprehend the abstract thoughts floating in my mind and visually see what i see. for some reason i like to communicate to them with my mind. i figure my papa can hear what i have to say thru them. they seem so far and so perfect and together. they are boundless in time.. sometimes it looks as if the stars always get left out all the time because they are so small but they are underestmiated. they dont ever get noticed because the moon overrides everything up there. but i think the stars have more of a voice. they are invisible during the day and visible during the night. but throughout all the changes they always surround all of the universe. people dont notice them because they don't shine bright enough..and they shouldnt have..stars shouldn't have to prove themselves to anyone..stars are looked at but never understood.. stars know and have seen everything.i am a very nocturnal being, i feel you can only see the most beautiful things while everyone is dreaming. i try to find spots where i can take a closer look in the stars but have been snatched from that idea. small stuff tends to attract me the most. i don't know but visual things make things so much better in my eyes.

some times i like to walk until i get lost and try to find my way back by myself. i do alot of things by myself because i think its the best way to think and learn about you. i wish i can paint because i have so many pictures in my mind that i have to write them out on paper. using descriptive words to express my passionate feeling towards a certain panorama. i feel like no matter how much i like people.. people will never understand me and i am alright with it because i have built my own mind and tend to entertain myself a whole lot then what people do. even tho i dont get people i like to look closely into their altered behavior thru out the day. i tend to be random just so that people wont and cant follow what im talking about because i am already misunderstood.

why to do boys go for what they can get other than what they could? this week i watched this boy stare at this girl for about minutes 2 long but ended up going to another girl for the "number game" why dont people strive for what they want? and if they cant have it why wont they just learn from it and build? i was once told if i say too much i would scare a boy off because of my thought process. its sad some people have to hide what they have inside of their mind.. just so that they can have a companion.

well the sun should be coming up soon, i have to see what he put out in the sky this time or else i'm going to think i missed something.

good morning.