Our thoughts spillover into words that pour out of our mouths into this empty world.
Like a whirlwind the word spin until it accomplishes the vision.
We all have something in common and that's a bond, no division.
Separate me from them who don't like me, maybe want to fight me. If this was war, would you support? Or probably want to sniper me with a shoot to hot. Because you don't like me.
I can only see it one way, I win π now put a check βοΈ next to my name like a Nike. The victory starts in the secret place of my psyche.