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
