Rush

RUSH AS the shallow, thoughts flowing in hallow I sink in and drawn on the ocean Assorted feelings in a slow, experiencing both high and low I am my own cheerleader, lengthening my span I accuse my own belief, for society thought me as a brief It was just a wrong discernment, biased on illusion I stand out and sniff, truth searching mountains to cliff Liberty of the soul, non-silent unlike the owl Both the ultimate truth and wisdom locked in asylum Melody to my mind troubles on problem Adding up, drip drop, coffees on mug and cup Hyperactive, low mood at the same time Questions, fragment thoughts feeling guilty on no crime. Grave face, life’s pace, loss of trace The dice mess, destiny place, it’s just the life’s rush race