Begging—possible ending.
Fueled off feeling of well being tooken from what I am seeing.

Who’s watching? Keep pretending to be friendly while staring into the eyes of my number one enemy. So I let go of my worry, by lending it to the ones that will always be here for me, that deep ocean, and GIANT TREES. Those two things are what I want to be. Without possession and without worry to be completely happy And most important
Absolutely free.