P.1

I wake up that morning; thinking, analyzing the sun.
How could this be me?
In what moment....
At what time did I decided to give up?
When did I get lost in my own life?

As I walk towards the door,
I see the clouds consummate in the sky.
Is it me or they seem to be smiling?.
I keep holding these thoughts,
And walking towards the check out lady,
She smiles and say; "Hi! checking out?"
Inside of me I laugh,
From far away her eyes reveal the pleasure of us leaving...

And sometimes I just wish that my mind would Stop!
Stop analyzing, thinking, creating, criticizing,
the world & everything in it.

And because of that reason,
I am where I am; in this deep hole that, I, myself created.
I could have stopped, long time ago...or perhaps I couldn't.
Maybe I never should of have listened to my mind...

But how do I deal with my mind when my heart is as crazy as my thoughts?
Nobody would be able to understand...
Right, so back to the lady.
Life is about turns and twists.I knew that since before I was born,
And sometimes I'm scare one day I might just die...
Scare that; the one person that can save me, won't come on time.

I don't want to die inside. I don't want to feel as if,
The world is right and I'm wrong. Because that sucks!

So, I wish. Everyday I pray; that my hero comes, with the rain -as Taylor would say-
Hope and wish, my ordinary hero come to save me in my moment of delirium. So that
I can stop my mind from these crazy thoughts and maybe concentrate in something real.