Follow in my life path
I think I'd like that
Thoughts racing thru my head
I think I should write that,
Identifying the way you feel
Won't always make it heal,
Compartmentalizing
Putting all these problems
In their own little buckets
It keeps em' separate
Don't knock em' over
Don't say fuck it.
I'll care about it this time,
Ok, done,
Now what do I do?
I keep on painting the fence,
Discipline
I keep on getting the sense,
Awareness
That containing these
strange reactions
is just a distraction,
My calcified pineal gland
stops me from raising my hand
Makes me sit, not take a stand
But I need to chill
I ain't living off the grid
I need Netflix and Plex,
I need these things
and yet I want to be free
so to get that, how will I be?
I'm just to idle away
the hours like flowers in a vase
slowly the petals
will fall where they may.