Random thoughts..

who is to say, who is to command, what is wrong , what is right..
pretend to be free or fight for that freedom, change so that things get better or stay in limbo.
What gives you the right to talk down to anyone, who do you think you are, in reality none of us are anything, but who is to say when its too far; I feel sadness, depression, sleepiness, then energy, happiness, wild dreams, its such a complication that cannot be undone with sheer determination.. i think only women can feel this many frustrations.. why cant you all understand.. Time is to valuable to waste and i rather give a smile than a frown on someones face..