I thought I’d relax
But the mind won’t let me
The constant worry and anxiety
The fear of tomorrow changing my planned destiny.
I stay awake at night
So that sleep doesn’t take away
All the ideas and hopes I kept holding on
That tomorrow might just be exactly as I wanted it today.
I try that I don’t dream
So that they don’t make me nervous
Of the many things that I yet have to achieve
In the few days that I have planned with much focus.
And when I wake recollect yesterday
With all the empty plans and echoing advices
I gather them all and lift it all again on my back
A bag full of ignorance and a truck load of mistakes called choices.
And so I move on
Or I think so that I do
I usher into the new day without the vigor
With the same old wine bottle and a cynical point of view.
I search for a perspective
By asking the ghost what next to do
I look for answers all around the globe and beyond
But I’d never accept the quote saying “the answer is right within you”
And why should I?
If only had I the solutions already knew
I would quite gladly tell it to myself silently
And again find a reason to not have faith, a reason to not bother you.
I hope you know what I mean to say
Because I don’t say very often
I’ll stop carrying my baggage to another day
If only God, you wouldn’t have forgotten.
Keep 🤠 always