It's a sweet feeling
calm and delicate
and probably not as everlasting
as pain can be
But...
I am an alien in the world
I am not like them
And I never wished such a thing
I cannot help being myself
But...
I'm starting to enjoy, the ride
Never lose who I am
Never lose what I've found
Kisses, thrills, the will to leave!
(It's a naturalness in my life
I never knew before)
I am getting used to this
And I'm seeing life expanding in front of me
And things are sweetly functional
and the dysfunctional shows its face for me to slay
And all the waves washing me out
are part of life
That I'm being myself
and it's working out pretty well
All the pain makes sense, everything is still and moving
Everything is calm and shaking
I'm moving limp, but I'm moving
Optimistic moment - tears will follow
Everything is normal, everything is natural
The waves pulling me and pushing me - natural
Is it for real?
Things start to make sense
My life is configuring itself - the spells work
In all directions, good and wrong
The spell of loneliness, the spell of the house - dead
the spell of a new life
calling out for my name!
I make sense - for once!
Me? A part of the world?
I never had thought it, I would have not bet for it ever before.
But still, I don't feel I am a human or an alien anymore...
I am somewhere still to fathom
I am half everything
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
It's a sweet feeling
calm and delicate
and probably not as everlasting
as pain can be
But...
I am an alien in the world
I am not like them
And I never wished such a thing
I cannot help being myself
But...
I'm starting to enjoy, the ride
Never lose who I am
Never lose what I've found
Kisses, thrills, the will to leave!
(It's a naturalness in my life
I never knew before)
I am getting used to this
And I'm seeing life expanding in front of me
And things are sweetly functional
and the dysfunctional shows its face for me to slay
And all the waves washing me out
are part of life
That I'm being myself
and it's working out pretty well
All the pain makes sense, everything is still and moving
Everything is calm and shaking
I'm moving limp, but I'm moving
Optimistic moment - tears will follow
Everything is normal, everything is natural
The waves pulling me and pushing me - natural
Is it for real?
Things start to make sense
My life is configuring itself - the spells work
In all directions, good and wrong
The spell of loneliness, the spell of the house - dead
the spell of a new life
calling out for my name!
I make sense - for once!
Me? A part of the world?
I never had thought it, I would have not bet for it ever before.
But still, I don't feel I am a human or an alien anymore...
I am somewhere still to fathom
I am half everything
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