World, world, beautiful world i was not able to see
sight
was blinded by comfort of giving up my ME.
Freedom
misunderstood, alone, hurt, left behind,
as
a way not to have to confront ME with my kind.
See,
in front of your eyes is the way, always has been,
as
have been these letter and lines, returning your sin.
We
feel it under the skin, the touch i cannot ignore
but
it is so so strong and still asking for lot more.
How
many times did i annoy my own mind,
with
that senseless question of being blind.
I cannot see unless i really set myself free,
living
and thinking free is what i was born to be.
What
i see is what i try to create from scratch
than
i’ll find a place to live, which will be a match
where
the soul can have it’s silent, warm nest,
returning
there, starting another brave protest.
All
the real limits are the ones we built
maybe
cause we hate when we face our guilt,
now
i see clearly what lays in front of me
i
feel it’s right, it’s the place where i want to be.
It’s
not ready yet, i will oversee the construction,
existing
ruins of the past await a total destruction.
That
world has been here, waiting, growing, for ages,
only
the mind to realize this had to pass few stages.
Now
when i reached the point of evolution
where
i understand the existing confusion
and
thoughts for a change are creating an order
chaos
is coming to an end, no more disorder.
Everything
i ever wanted, i just can reach,
say
goodbye to …., listen to every my speech
welcome
the world where happiness is forever,
take
it now, do not let go, just got to be clever.
Maybe
you will not be willing to understand,
be
aware i tried hard to be a good friend.
Full
fill your dreams, i will give a try to mine,
if
they can not exist in one head, it is the end of line.
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