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Racing Thoughts - All For Naught
My mind is as hollow as the dead of night My spirit is dancing out of cheer and fright My soul is shattering because I’m too late To talk about what’s on my mind these days– In love with your love, demolishing the hate My mind is like an orchestra of joyous instruments My spirit is like the sad cries of the infinity infants My heart is as majestic and prevailing as lightning And you don’t hear a single thing these days– In dire need of your trust in me to make things exciting The holes in my robust heart are disappearing sooner than you think You touched me in ways I can’t explain – I can be your sympathetic sink, Engrossed in all of your tears of sadness, madness and gladness Make sure to hold on to His rope of hope, for you’re quite a mess Speaking words without a mouth and hearing words without ears Smelling scents without a nose and touching without any fingers My eyes have fooled me for many years…I wish I can be me a long time ago…Hanging around with my one and only jubilant peer The funny thing is…the nightmares in my mind’s eye still lingers In the chords of corruption – sick of everyone’s assumptions…roaming in my numb cranium like sheepish deer in a herd of epic fear Kiss the sundrenched abyss and let go of all of your silly worries Embrace the unknown and the mysteries behind the ancient breeze – building up my self-esteem I don’t want to die young tonight – I want to live my own happily ever after I want to seek first the Kingdom of Light – the past scars will illuminate into stars– I catch a glimpse at the crease of your beam, shining agleam as if it’s a glorious dream within a dream My hurricane might whirls inside my authentic willpower… I hope with a wishing mindset that my words don’t taste sour My dainty delight devours at the negativity that I feel all around me I feel extremely naïve for falling for your clever tricks and wicked plans That led me to mere insanity– Don’t know why you do this to me, you see? Drifting away from what’s left of me and what I have become I had enough of your mindless talk and actions…does it fulfill your satisfaction to the brim? I won’t blow up though – I will just let it slide and feel numb I haven’t went through that many difficult tribulations like some unlucky individuals out there And, honestly, I don’t know what you’ve been through all the way…I wish I knew him… I didn’t know your candlelit mind is dim…dread is piling in your head and it’s looking grim Where has the old you gone? Maybe I should just move on When will you be done with your fun and games? I’d like to thank you for taming my fury flames… I keep the anxiety on a low, yet the sorrow won’t leave me be But, I really can’t stress this enough, man – Keep your hands to yourself and set me free from your captivity I am heating up like the bottom of a pan Why can’t I fit in my own shoes? Don’t feed me their ruthless news Don’t throw up your bipolar blues You are my destiny and far more superb than fame and fortune – ignore the crowds of oohs and boos I held my head up high above the surface of your lies and flew like a bird Streams of sweat strike my forehead and temples…I wipe it off in despair and regret Why do you act up so much? Do you fear that your cries won’t be heard?
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