I'm feeling a little low.. I stare helplessly out the window wondering where will my life go. I'm hanging on to my past digging my fingers in as I clutch the trash, the baggage. I feel like I can't release, no matter how hard I try I can't unlock my grip. My fears smother me and my tears just drip. I've been trying so hard to mentally flip the script. The thoughts in my mind painfully negative, a pessimistic narrative. No clarity to define what's imperative. Surrounded by medicines, sedatives that separate your consciousness from what's relative. Sickening the society is the primary directive. Yeah they brain wash through the media hoping to knock a few screws loose....