Look Guardians!

I was fonder of sunshine masking, Making, recreating particles. Endless mass amounts of space stretch on farther than my mind can handle - I am in these places. We day dream while you talk louder and louder to get our attention. I have become jaded, simple and out of reason. Tossing words to paper like mindless and miserable coded abilities to which you no longer cast your attention to hopeless drowning bits. Lets believe we are flawless and unforgettable, shameless but unorganized. Mind unspoken dreary eyes to easily paint a perfect picture while you hang it where you rest your head at night. Fatigued, we are riddled - Our thoughts consumed, our lives remedially challenged.