Have no time
For this mental mind
I have no room
For medieval meditation
I want life to get
Better right now
Have no time
For this mental mind
I have no room
For medieval meditation
I want life to get
Better right now
Sometimes we become trapped
In the past
While life moves on
Confused
We are trying the old patterns,
Ways and tricks
But to no avail
We are starting to sink
And the only way
Is to keep swimming
The destruction did not
Make us wise but kept us going
With as much as we could carry
Only to end up almost naked
At the beach, starting all over
Again and again
Until we perished into the
The cold, deep blue
Baltic
Playing the game of being
In the world
Being social,
Almost normal
While my mind is hiding
Changing course quickly
Like a supertanker
Turning
The message is clear
Screaming it out
To the world
You can never ever change
Someone who wants
To remain the same
Giving energy hope and power to
What we find important
In life is what makes it grow
We water and nourish
Both good and bad things
At the very same time
Finding other ways of doing things
Is tricky
Like breaking bad habits
Still this have to be done
Because if we don’t
It just stays
A patter
Nothing can ever remain
The same again as
Everything changes
All of the time
We will eventually
End up in the same spot
And everything remain
Still almost the same
Stress fills up the life
Makes living unpleasant
Creates bad habit
And generates very little sleep
No peace of mind
Trying to find new ways of living
While the sun rises
Higher every day
The perspective changes
Making things more unclear
Thinking is a hard thing
But nevertheless something
Comes out of it…
Life in the city can be
Like a sleepless night
There is always something
Going on, somewhere
People moving around, walking,
Biking, begging, drinking, making out
Or living in their mobile screen slowly
Losing their mind and soul to the big monster
That is Internet
Getting lost and being abused by
The big five
This ultimate madness that drives humanity
Into the dance of death
With it self late in the Holocene
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