winters are all the same why would it change

white
brown
wet or dry

winters all perfectly different for us to try
I dont know where this is going

maby to seasons

maby just words

maby friends

maby nothing

i've looked all around the search for that
we will never really know if it is that
so we wander around looking to

smell that
feel that
look at that
read that
judge that
enjoy that
Love that
eradicate that

walk away from that

or simply know that

pretencious people wanting what they dont have
never finding that
selfless people will judge
make up con artists will allways seek
all ******* they speak
mindblowing weapons of the tounge
faking all that is done
living the real way
I'ts time for me to get that
making people believe in that
can be the best achievement in that
don't think about that
It's just a rumour that

**that is that

I am justified
storing and listening to what I never want to believe
I look in the light never to find whats right

I don't think theres wrong
I don't think theres right
**** it I'm out
I want to be somewhere but
I cant be nowhere

I will find my true place in the soul of another place
please tell me where I need to be
you can never keep up where you should be

some cats speak of the unknown glittering on smiles
very pretentious  
Scratching my mind

friends makes convey of beliefs of self spoken truths
the thing that all do
never happy in the religious thought of me

I hope to understand the right and wrong of what i do
but
I'm not ready to listen to anyone but you.

I am narcissistic
about my face believing
I am all that is created
but still
I don't believe I am the only one that can make it.

the taste of morning dust
with a feel of penniless thoughts
that dont give a ****.
great moments that lasted only mere seconds
to zero dust

the colourless imagination of
hiding behind wood finish sunglasses
all the stars are open
smoke black heart
its just your way to die
leaning over tents in a blue river sky

String noises
wine but never 'whine'
voices creating
never time

looking for animals of the lesser
busses searching for the life
create some discussions

pretending to see that you are looking at me
avoiding the sounds of people searching for me
Shield of imagination
wondering alone without temptation
nobody can seek creation
please dont ask for the dust of the imagination
I will allways reach to the thorns realizing
my expectations
I dont have a response

the dust is just my way of telling
my being to be
alone in this sponge of the
never ending cycle
of me to be free

Crazy thoughts doing nothing but works
listen to the madness of mind mattering words
creating things just for a poll
singing all the way to nothing at all.

The madness around us
playing with suttle thoughts to crush us
peacefull minds opening up to the world of  madness

Dwelling voices around my head
can't say a word reaching for inner self
creating my own unreal reality
I am in a sofa around a smelling of that.

lying in bed
alcohol
sigarettes
pills
music
thoughts
Still

T­he uspoken thought is my broken fork
turn into my love of non thinking state of the you
stay true to say who are you.

dont let the madness pop
madness that bubble
**** yourself up
kick it up
The Addiction

The ceilings are getting closer
the words are getting stronger
what is this position
where this is happening

start writing on the walls
just say some word any words
just as much as you like
but it can never stop

the walls and ceilings are closing inside us
just  draw of write do what ever you like
never leave it simple the oceans will free
music has no face

I'm getting dragged around the walls
with their taunting voices
someone is there looking now
here quick write my sentence to complain

Where did the sun start doing this
all I see is black with show jumping trees
In the forests something is ripping steel
that person lyrics would help

we
we will
get to the point of this
*******

Playing us all along
leave me now and get someone else
I must write in between spaces all the time
and then I get followed by those pitches

Letters around these simple walls covering the shelter for us but always complaining to write on us
It doesn't want to stop
my finger are typing anything my mind want to maybe the walls aren't doing much
we should just ask them for
permission to write on them
just for a couple of days
without braking our generation ways
stop
that circles cant be perfect
I will take over and show you how
that should be done
Start at one and end by the other one

Braking sane
I'm confused
wow
this is playing my mind
in a million ways
over and over
up and around
spinning spinning
convulsion

It was all around but never made a sound
looking at us
but never to be found
The majestic forest seeking for no ground
but broken trees all around

Put us in a place
where white horses can not tread
but speak to you in a hefty speck
all the leaves and branches touching your mind
Whispering the ultimate unwind

freaking out freaking out freaking out

Im in a place
the secret majestic
but never el Dorado

world of places
sticks in my mind in my mind in my mind

Heaven the place of hell
The majestic world
All in your spell
.

Where do i come from where do I belong
some mattering words shouting all along
You and them can remember the song of a little young

I walk into the sunset of troubling  
This wrong shallow vows of guitars sounding of pages managing the young one

but
where do I come from
what did I do
to belong in the madness of the rich young world

Talk like a toddler
speak like a grown up
Just shut the **** up

Where do i get the kick from
where do I belong
Nothingness of darkness
to fulfillment of
light
seek the black devil into the shattering saturday night

Sometimes theres a voice
of judgement to pineapple trees
to make me sit and regret

So where did i fight the almighty king      of  a
walrus fight

So do some really fit in the same shoes
at the same time coming down
real travel challenges the souls
get some velvet abs to trace your dads flats
I'm the eye opening
breaking breezes in class
see the person on its mind
make most of her body
a trick that only you can activate
and make him forget that there is
some words that are following you
like little Beatles singing my name
woo whhhio  woo whoa whnkl whoa
Something playing it
up and over somewhere but
definitely not here shocks
of the places that we began

is

simple money for frame green grass
will see your future around my tight veteran wall of faces with voices making circles

the start of a seed with pure dirt
nothing in disguise
little things to water of the sky
all we need to see it come alive

a green stick of sour muscles
spreading his love
getting longer
seeking for shade
absolute light
growing confident into pure luck

Turning brown over time
like the dirt you allmost came with
getting circles for each end of time
all the cycles to stiff
blossom its mind

making green fur
not being naked and empty
green veins of species
all unique

spreading love
turning little green ***** covered in hair
like a bald man
opening up to be a beautiful gland
pink shapes made of white material

Can this be a

blossom
flower
person
human

my life is catching up to nature
nature just wants to please itself
just like all the others

the shallow region of the heart    
a concept of living
throughout
or
without you.

Is it normal spying on planes
waving zero
my life is acting out by civil trenches
are my shoes walking around us

ash around my mouth
speak inside the chances
growing wild into a god
I will take you to my trophy

That is just me
Letting it be

Music is my taste of mind
Systems playing with seas to make me blind
I love the way it all sounds different

Noises
Voices
Distortions
Sounds
Everything

just telling us things
nothing to show
not anyone but everyone
listen to my kind of story

Screams
Whispers
High pitches
Low voices

all of it connecting to something
something more than just a noise
my mind and body
telling you how to react for every different beat
you will never really know how it should go
but we all differ
so just let go

Give me that song
Give me that feeling
Give me that
Give me that

we have two ears and a mind to make it all sound better for my kind
seeking to belong
to hear the sounds that makes me shiver from my whole body to my feet

Blowing every aspect to show that is
what I want to...

Intense rhythms listening for
what they want to...

Fighting
challenges the physical body
but breaks the mental image
stop wasting time
Your just losing your mind

We walk the plank
With fear or love
Good or bad