Breathing Is Optional, But I Need Some

I've Always Been Interested In Writing From The Perspective Of An Outsider.

There Is No Ideal World For You To Wait Around For. The World Is Always Just What It Is Now, And It's Up To You How You Respond To It.

In My Mind I Am Eloquent; I Can Climb Intricate Scaffolds Of Words To Reach The Highest Cathedral Ceilings And Paint My Thoughts. But When I Open My Mouth, Everything Collapses.

What Happened? How Did I Get Here? How Could I Have Known That My Choices Mattered?

Enough White Lies Can Scorch The Earth Black.