A simple abandonment..
If I could I would detatch these thoughts like an 80's pop it bead necklace.
Let it all fall carelessly to the floor.
Why do I desire to be so scattered?
Knowing full well I just might slip and fall..
I walk further and I wonder
Why I'd rather be lost.
(Maybe it's because I've been on my hands and knees for way too long crawling around in the same old pointless place..)
"I don't think I'll ever understand".----------------
---------------- screams the part of me that struggles to focus.
My insight is blurry now like the scenery you've seen while driving in a hard spring shower.
The images are there right in front of you. You've got the hands on the wheel... yet you still can't quite figure out exactly where you are going..
all you can do is pull over & admit that the abstracts of nature can be quite beautiful..
Why does it feel like I've had too much?
I am the cup spilling over.
Maybe it's just that I want some of this complexity to actually matter.
Maybe I just wish it were that easy.
Maybe I wonder if it just might actually be and I just don't know it yet.
Oh, Who cares.
Let it all fall carelessly to the floor.
Why do I desire to be so scattered?
Knowing full well I just might slip and fall..
I walk further and I wonder
Why I'd rather be lost.
(Maybe it's because I've been on my hands and knees for way too long crawling around in the same old pointless place..)
"I don't think I'll ever understand".----------------
---------------- screams the part of me that struggles to focus.
My insight is blurry now like the scenery you've seen while driving in a hard spring shower.
The images are there right in front of you. You've got the hands on the wheel... yet you still can't quite figure out exactly where you are going..
all you can do is pull over & admit that the abstracts of nature can be quite beautiful..
Why does it feel like I've had too much?
I am the cup spilling over.
Maybe it's just that I want some of this complexity to actually matter.
Maybe I just wish it were that easy.
Maybe I wonder if it just might actually be and I just don't know it yet.
Oh, Who cares.