She looks in the mirror and sees her reflection
She turns to her friend and gossips for attention
She banters and cantors negativity
But her words are a poisonous activity

The Sun shines as she walks on her way
Beauty is everywhere but her vision is gray
The past is a weight that she cannot drop
Pulling her down relentlessly, it just won't stop

It's time to leave her baggage behind
A new destination awaits in due time
All she needs is peace of mind
And better days will soon be prime

Drip drip the rain goes
The farm rots and the wind blows
Time fades away like light into darkness
The Blackness drips come centerfold

In the realm of the nothing it can be so lonely
Dreaming about a better time with your one and only
But hope is like the poor man's change
Give it up and things will stay the same

So the black gives in to bright
The stars are shining over the night
The city glistens like a diamond rock
And you and your love wake up together

Too much, Too Little
Balance is an act of redemption
Trying to figure out the riddle
Strong intentions, never regret it

In my mind I'm introspective
Levels wondering about the existential
Erasing boundaries to achieve more perspective
Break expectations, let's go beyond our potentials

Waiting here for a spark
That huge explosion, the puppy's bark
Doing work until infinity
My decisions manifest my divinity

Simple words, complex thoughts
The Unity of Duality
An end is missing, nowhere that starts
As we witness individual subjective pics of reality

Tic Toc
Time Goes
Drip Drop
Water Flows
Gravity pulls my feet on the Ground
A Weight on my shoulders, feel each single Pound

Why Am I Here
What is to do Now
Is the end Near
The beginning seems Afoul

But adversity is a challenge that refuses to die
I am waiting for something new to happen
But with mindless blindness, I know what to Imagine
Inspiration is a fantasy like heavens in the sky

Or maybe I need to look in my mind
Internal peace knows what is my kind
Subconscious wisdom waiting to be unlocked
All I need is an open mind, desperate for shock

Let’s be alone together
At the Starbucks a mile from here
It doesn’t matter which one because we are all together
Making sure the connectivity is near

On our laptops we tunnel into reality
I predisposed emotional wasteland of hopes and dreams
Do we work or do we escape out of this present piece?
Of time and space we manifested in this dream

The English language cannot describe everything
Simulation is such a weak word you see
It seems like something that is on our screens
But in reality we are the screen