Why do we call you a juice box, Juice?

What I don’t understand is why do we refer to boxes as boxes?

Why not cubes like - juice cubes?

We call ice cubes, cubes, but why not instead ice boxes.

This is hurting my head.

Juice box, I envy you.

You’re a miracle

When you’re fresh out the cooler

On a summer day out on the beach

All the while 

Free to enjoy the world

You’re here to quench the thirst on those 100 degree days

You’re there to remind us of the good ole days

Those 100 degree days

And best of all

Juice box

You’re the 🤬 man

So I want you to keep bein a box even if I want you to be a cube

Because you’re the absolute 🤬 when we need you.

can't say that but you know what I mean.
C. Hebert

through what once was... 

days going by without you, and, 

as I reminisce the past — pure silk against my body — 

blue hues gaze upon the dirty mirror, 

witnessing dizziness... a 

disconnection inside reality and 

you, and 

patience peeking its thorns through silk, its roots made up of 

questioning as I can’t recognize 

you,

understand you... 

And I, 

withering away like patience in

winter, 

but 

this is a stranger... you are

becoming a nightmare as the

days choke on patience, 

enveloping my body... 

How long will you  

make me feel so weak?

Anyone can get one go have some fun

Oh, they shot up a place

Whoever sold it to them is a disgrace

Yet it happens over and over again so whats wrong the store or the laws then

Honestly its a mixture of both you can get a gun anytime as long as you say a silly oath

America, may be stereotyped to have an obsession with guns 

But you can’t deny the proof of us treating it like a favorite son

Were surrounded, simply overrun

America why can’t you just put down the gun

Mister sunshine, I ain't got no time, yeah
Mister fast car, I don't want no ride, no
Mister city lights, I don't want no fight
I don't want to hide, I don't want to lie

And I want to know why
Why I had to feel incomplete
Every second of my week
Like why I had to have three jobs
Just to stay on my feet
Why I had to enlist in the army
Before I could even speak
Or why my grand dad had to be diagnosed
With something he couldn't beat
(Cancer; Cancer, cancer, cancer, cancer)
Honestly, it felt like death
But he was facing death
So I was confused
I remember asking myself
"Where do we go when we die?
Hell? Heaven?
Do we enter a void?
Space? Reincarnation?"

Where do we go?
Where do we go?
(Where do we go?)
Too many questions
With no answers (Uh; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Where do we go? (Yeah)
God, I don't know (Go)
Where do I go?

10 years: In those years I believe I would be working at a crime laboratory helping collecting, decoding and analyzing the crime scene with the evidence found and get the dna and requirements needed to found the cause of death and murderer depending on what happened. 

15 years old: I would have a successful career and I would be ready to start a family, since I can support myself financially and have a stable relationship, of course, I would adopt six dogs and would be absolutely willing to adopt children if I have the opportunity and I have mine too.

20 years: I would be preparing to go to work and my children as well to send them off to school for the first time and I would be glad that I finally got rid of them, grab my homemade lemonade and get on my car to my way to work. 😌👍🏻