27/03/2026
Looking for a paradise with faith in heart and doubt on that too
I've been a seeker all my life of not an escape but redemption a one that feels that's it
I've been a dreamer or shall I say a lunatic writing stories that don't make sense
Daydreamer oh to live those daydreams once
Too many visions to choose from some get forgotten some return as de ja vu
Who knows me is what I ask then I laugh to myself
Who am I who am I that's the question I get stuck with everytime
Am I evil am I good am I the nothingness I get drawn to
Do I love do I obsess do I not even care
Confusion eats me confusion fuels me to find more in me
The more I seek the more it gets tangled about which me do I want to live out in the end
So many me's but void stays constant in all my versions
Victory seems like such a hoax ending sounds like hoax
Reality oh does anything real exists is life a dream or a fragment of one my daydreams
Imaginations keep me alive as they give hope
Is hope also a hoax I question time to time
Do I even care or do I care too much I know nothing now
Not knowing seems fun but so scary
Fear thrills me still, is this what got me stuck?
Stability is what my inside needs and wants but why do I never stop doing nothing
Nothing feels good it always does will I end up in a nothingness will I vanish?
Dissolving into mysteries sound fun but I have to keep being a human
Maybe I was meant to be a breeze so calming to bring ooze
Maybe I was meant to be rain who showers so freely
Maybe I was meant to be cloud to just float
Of all things a human I was made, made of flesh and a heart that aches so good
