Ancient Babble

Lips speak words. They can be good words, hurting words, aching words, words of passion, words of hate. Damn lips and their ability to pierce the soul. I wish to hear words from lips that never come. In fact, I can see them there, invisible to the eye but blaring to the heart. They sit on your lips, inside, dying to be uttered. Or perhaps it’s just my imagination with a thousands thoughts of what could happen or may happen, will never happen until you utter those words. Until then should I just sit here and wait. Lips curve into hatred in an instant. Your perfect eyes tell perfect lies while I stare deeply, only in the mind because the physical presence does not exist. What’s more worth my time? I will never know until those lips of urs tell me something more. Lips of blood red, lips of pink, all to tempt the men into thinking you’re something you’re not. But without it, what are we worth? Ask them, they’ll never tell you the truth. No matter what they say, lips do not utter thr truths of the mind. I like to hide behind a mask of make-up, only to enhance and heighten, because I myself can not stand the natural. Those with natural beauty have natural lips, and why do I keep relating this to lips?
I like ninjas. OMG ninja’s are SOOO cool I wanna crap my pants. Like mark told me that one guy, this ninja dude, killed a guy ‘cause he dropped a spoon! Hahaha. What makes no sense is how are ninja’s so small and Asian and still kick ass? Maybe they use the ULTIMATE POWER. Can I have some? I’ll sell it for 23 cents on Ebay. What exactly is the ultimate power. Apparently sitting her humming to urself without eating, sleeping, talking or crapping gives you the ultimate power. Oh, and throw in some Japan music in that’s all like WHHHHAAAA and you got it made. Makes you wonder if it’s really worth it. Cause who can live without crapping?