01-05-2010, 03:48 AM
There are two statements I want to make about myself.
1. I want to be free.
2. I am lost.
I want to be free because I can't breath. I can't think, and I can't just be in the moment. I'm never free from worries, from confusion, from desperate moments...
I want to be free.
But I am lost. I am lost because I'm neither here nor there, always a guest, never a host.
I am lost because my thoughts have lost all sense of direction. It's like, you're driving down a road, thinking you're heading north, and after many hours, you see a sign that says
"Welcome to Florida!?"
My thoughts have come to a place where all common sense breaks down into rubbish, and only mad logic prevails.
But it's funny how everything works out perfectly... That is, if you can see through the intricate network of how things work...
And I've seen it. I've seen how my life is still so very perfect.
"Because I'm so lost, I'm so free."
1. I want to be free.
2. I am lost.
I want to be free because I can't breath. I can't think, and I can't just be in the moment. I'm never free from worries, from confusion, from desperate moments...
I want to be free.
But I am lost. I am lost because I'm neither here nor there, always a guest, never a host.
I am lost because my thoughts have lost all sense of direction. It's like, you're driving down a road, thinking you're heading north, and after many hours, you see a sign that says
"Welcome to Florida!?"
My thoughts have come to a place where all common sense breaks down into rubbish, and only mad logic prevails.
But it's funny how everything works out perfectly... That is, if you can see through the intricate network of how things work...
And I've seen it. I've seen how my life is still so very perfect.
"Because I'm so lost, I'm so free."