It’s simple, life’s too complicated
Drowning in the madness, to keep hydrated
Digging deep in order to stay elevated
Choices never black and white reality or matrix
Real or fakeness, subtle or blatant
Rewrite the pattern just to find out there’s a patent
Always in a hurry, but forever waiting
Existence is a contradiction of verifications
The rain pours, wait for the flood
Matter of course, no place to judge
Sometimes the stupidest things are done out of love
Round of applause, crying tears of blood
A cold breeze, silently sweeps
Misleads, timely relief
Mimicking the subtlety when swaying through the reeds
Bringing back the balance, in tune with our needs
Mixed sensations, uncomfortably numb
Lost purpose, feeling dumb
Soul searcher, the web’s been spun
Must nurture, nature’s the one