Write or die,

It all started with a zero, contemplated life like looking in a mirror.
Expansion was the serum like a drug to any hero.
Green grass getting near-er I'm starting to see it clearer.
Maybe yall just need to cheer up, Deniro when I hit the screen that I premier on.
It's like I can hear thoughts the second that I hear drums.
They're walking like deer bro in severe fog wondering if anybody can even hear them.
Instincts keep telling me about things that appear odd.
What is life without appearance, no inflection of voice when you hear noth-ing.