Must be so simple to express
there is simply no reason to distress
More comes close to being less
Less becomes more as I say it
It comes out as with how I breathe
the gardens will bloom the same.

how is the reality inside your mind
are you surprised with what you find
sweeten the sourness if you get bitten inside
It is exactly where we live whole time
Why is it filled up with so much grime
Are we really exactly who we claim.

To pluck the courage, it is the right stage
no matter who comes, who encourage
anything happens, no reason to rage
It's natural that we leave the world
the rhythm keeps up even without a girl
Without ego, we are part of this chain.

I'll wake up from my unreal dream to another unreality
I sleep from this place back to a different world
I pace from here and there
not understanding my destination is where
And it's been so many lifetimes
I have passed from different modes
Walked so many different roads
to attain my true self
Close my eyes and connect back
A little bit of true self help.

Maybe I'll die tomorrow,
but I am worried about the event next month.

The thoughts of my mind
the words of my tongue
it's the same as what gen ai does
But the soul that I am
it's beyond the dimensions
unreplicated but same as you

If I am bound by the things that I like and dislike
how in the world I could be free?

Thoughts, like whispers in the wind,
Sometimes carry burdens, hard to mend.
We speak our words, yet meanings bend,
For hearts and minds don't always blend.

To share one's thoughts, a risk it seems,
A vulnerability that often gleams.
Yet, honesty sometimes beams,
Like stars that shine, yet distant dreams.

We filter words, a calculative art,
To shield our souls, to manipulate each part.
But in our minds, a world apart,
A different truth, a separate start.

How can we bridge this frequency gap,
And find a way to truly grasp
The hidden depths and the monstrous scraps,
That lies beneath our saintly cap?

Okay, so I thought I needed that new pair of shoes.
Like, they were totally on sale, and I'd been eyeing them for ages.
But now they're just sitting in my closet, collecting dust.
And my wallet is feeling pretty sad.

I'm starting to think maybe I should've saved that money.
Or maybe I should've treated myself to a spa day instead.
Or maybe I should just stop spending so much money on stuff.
I'm not sure. Life's a mystery.

Now I look at something else, something I don't want,
A typical mind battle, I'd be keeping through and forth.
If I don't stop my mind now, I won't be able to defend,
For in the end choices are mine, desires don't end.