Better Off

Don’t wanna sit up Don’t wanna lie down Don’t wanna play Don’t wanna work Don’t wanna create Don’t wanna be idle. Don’t wanna sing Don’t wanna dance Don’t wanna talk Don’t wanna listen Don’t wanna know Don’t wanna think Don’t wanna lie Don’t wanna die Don’t wanna live Don’t wanna cry Don’t want to be enthused, enlightened or moved. Don’t wanna be left alone, Don’t want company. Can’t take this state of mind to the hereafter and expect heaven’s bliss or an angel's kiss; if I don’t deserve to go there! Can’t take this goddess mind into ‘’Gehenna’s abyss’’, ''destinations for unregenerate souls'' Don’t even wanna go there. Stuck in this human flesh, is a tormented soul. Waiting to want, waiting for change, Waiting, to feel, think and know joy again. Waiting, to want to remember, wanting to be better off. ‘’Better off,’’ the bottom line, ‘’To be ‘’better off’’ is all that matters. It mattered when I had choices that mattered. I want to want all things good to matter again.! Or nothing will.