I had a dream that everything was okay. And it made me sad that in that dream, I know it was a dream.
If your mind needs to wander let it read
If your mind needs to rest let it sleep
If your mind needs both let it dream
But never let it idle for an idle mind is a crazy mare
And in the day to the sun it will stare
And in the dark it will unleashed nightmare
Thus, tame it with passion, compassion, faith or medication
Ride it through the open field, sea, and sky
Find your way to play
As long as you live you stay
Confusion is a repression
That needs to be an expression
Or else will lead to be a depression
Where to go what to do who to turn
what to feel how to heal when to tell
fly buzzes in earlobe ant crawling
If happiness and sadness are chemicals
then what’s the meaning of all this?
Who deserve what?
None of your feelings is my problem and none of mine
Dreams, he told himself
of the people who left him
he wept when they stay