There I go, my head again
Thinking things, cant comprehend
Twisting round what I can pretend
trying to guess my mysteries end
Circling, Spiraling
Twisting, Listing
I wish I had a single clue
of what to see and what to do
what means what, and who is where
When do I go, and who should care
Who shall I help, who'll share me
when to invest, when to flee
stop.
slow and breathe.
patience.
Let it be.
...I just wish I knew what's around the bend.
Please, one small hint about my journeys end?
stop.
slow and breathe.
Patience.
Let it be.
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