What makes me
Is the way
I make poetry
The way
I view a tree

I sometimes give
And I sometimes give in
Questioning the way I live
Loops and twists and circles
Make it hard to stay positive

I know not restraint
Whether in life
Or the nightmares I paint
When I give
It's always more than I make
That is not by mistake

Things done
Things to be
Is the cause of one
That one is me

Loops and twists and circles
Tend to unwind
Just keep your head up
Stay out of your own mind
Enjoy the theoretical
Concept of time