Just a thought.......

Doodles of geometric shapes clear my head. They give dimension to my thoughts, and an image of them I can see on paper so I know they're there. The perfection of a cyclinder, the symmetry of a square organizes my thoughts into basic shapes. Boredem lays itself on my paper, along with brutal enemies happiness and sadness. All emotions go into a shape that looks three dimensional, but really is contained in a jail of ink and tree.
The lack of emotion can be seen on paper as well. It's its own feeling, and in this way it becomes something it's not. Although contradictory, it can exist on a piece of paper, therefore it must be. A silent remember that something exists up there, even if it can't be put into words. Not everything can be talked out, how do animals deal with themselves? We humans think we're so strong, when meanwhile animals can keep everything to themselves and life goes on for them, always a fight for survival. We succumb to our own weaknesses.