woke up with thoughts in my mind, conflicted with ideas that reach deep, i wondered why i am here? what is my purpose? what is my dream? as i sip my bland tasting coffee, i came to a fact maybe this my peak, just a mold of sand not Everest, i am tired of fighting. i go out and see the cutest blonde ever, maybe i will get her digits , maybe i will tell my awful jokes, maybe i will find love ❤