Are the things that we want so far away? 

Do we create the stories so we can think but do nothing about them? 

Why does every dream seem impossible to achieve? 

As if I make it happen, my dream won’t breathe. 

It will suffocate, it will die. No reason for it to stay in my mind. 

So, we wish, and we think: for a double life; for a second chance; for ‘something else’. 

Yes, the obstacles, they are not fake. But some of their sources are not far away. 

Yes, you will think while you create: for this to happen there is no way. 

But who put it in your mind, that you shouldn’t even try? 

For your dream to be HERE, for you to show how you feel. 

Or you want a ‘go’ sign, from someone who doesn’t even understand their own mind? 

But all of their words are toxic, don’t you feel sick? 

Or maybe you can’t find someone to do it for -> well, this doesn’t sound like a truth, rather than a lie more. 

‘Cus you are lying if you think that there is no one thing, in a person’s mind, that wants to survive. 

So later on, its own can create, actually fill the holes that through time they were made.  

And as helpful as that can be, these motivations that you seek, be careful of the trap when they are not the real thing. 

The number one reason to create what you want, is so you stop feeling the way that you don’t:  

Want to have felt all those years, appreciated but not really real, 

for you to show your view of the world, and don’t live in lies hiding how you feel, 

the cruelty that we all make, thinking that worthiness is in staff that’s fake, so easy to take and easier to break, not understanding that it’s us who partakes: 

In violence and misery for which we only blame, 

as if someone outside puts all the shame on us who don’t take responsibility, so we can get out of this misery.  

Because all comes from us, and everything that we do. 

One of the keys is seeing the issues. 

In the mindset that we have, and the style of life. 

Allowing that model as a way to survive. 

But don’t you see there’s the problem, you don’t even want to live. 

Taking only bread-grumps, leaving all the possibilities. 

Because you’re rushing to meet everything around, when even with yourself, you haven’t sat down. 

To learn and understand which ‘you’ you will find, when you achieve all the dreams sleeping in your mind.  

But accepting that’s your fault, for the destructive world, it’s not an easy path, 

but the first step in stopping the race of the rats. 

And then you will see how things align easy. 

When once you break the barrier, there is no room for failure. 

Because you already have won, the moment you went on, 

with the truth in your heart, going from an honest start. 

And the goal is not to live perfect, but to remember more and more, 

whenever you fall back, to save yourself from that black hole.