I've been doing a lot of thinking lately...

This thing called life.

This shit called life.

In this world.

All this money, everywhere.

Yet, most of it isn't with me.

People, billions, everywhere.

Some nice. Some bad. Some guilty. Some innocent. Yet these hurt the most.

Days. They're endless.

Some good. Some bad.

Luck, karma or kismet. 

Real or forced?

Love. That free-flowing energy.

It comes and goes. Weird. Very weird. So fast.

Why do people cheat?

Am I born to struggle?

Why hustle when I can believe in myself. Period. Not a matter of a question.

Art.

Is love. Is passion. IS all there is.

Family. Some are not everything.

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately...

And I think feeling is better.