OBJECTION

Counting down my days of connection and intimate reflection

Knocking down my doors deeper than a daydreaming introspection in the abyss of my mind

Counting the time and letting procrastination kill my self direction

That`s the old me, the zombie lack of bold me, the detached and cold me

Put your arms around my neck and hold me

Just love me, don`t scold me and enclose me

Thoughts nestle in my mind as I hug the sequoia tree and listen closely to the tunes on my mp3

I`ll never turn my back on you even if we disagree like red and green tea

You`re my psychoactive, forever captive, part partner, part captain and fully complex scientific reaction

Let’s blaze a trail not to be forgotten and deter the world from inaction

A global extraction that will result in infinite love, finite hate and minute distractions