Let energy masturbate.

Energy, it drives you blindly.. Energy, it's next to an orgy.. Energy, you need it friend, energy it gets you your butter and bread.. Push yourself to the limit, you don't want to not sleep, hey dimwit?.. The energy in me is insane, hit the gym, work and still want to play.. I ask myself this question time and again, what if I was a pornstar, would I be vain? .. Energy, feed it with the best of your tasks, you'd know you're drained, when the mind wants to fart.. Consider yourself a nomad like I do, maybe insomnia may hit you, maybe energy won't die out too.. My journey to not exactly the center of Maharshtra begins, few days of only getting bored, I deserve.. As I get closer to myself each time I make a trip, I don't need the glucose, I don't need that drip.. Something pushes you while on the run, don't be the bullet for they'l get over, be the gun, the gun.. Seat number 83 seems quite a perfect spot to sit and write, as this queen tears into the hills, those clouds, with no respite.. Beautiful evening, made stunning with the energy I produce, as thane goes by, as the train hoots.. The dangling ear rings she's wearing the one diagonal to me, her smile making her shine more than a diamond, wow what energy.. A bowl of fruits, the energee drink, the protein shake may be a temporary prick, but the real energy comes within, let it out, and don't let it die like a shagged out dick..