Not effective

Pain has been detected, so my words we’re not effective in resurrecting a pattern,for my life has been standard what’s the point doesn’t matter? Oh yeah so the story goes she’s a man on the street with torn up clothes begging for change in the midnight hour. Taste of alcohol is both sweet-and-sour one more day to walk out feeling insane as I scurry about nothing else to talk about pain has been detected in. My words are not effective. Shouting shouting, screaming out loud. I’m so damn lost. I want to be found bit of pain but the pain it remains. Oh yes it’s been detected so my words are not effective. They can see through the wall. I’ve buried myself inside locked within the dark space of where I choose hide the pain the pain. Oh yes, it’s been detected my words. My words are not very effective.