fine

how much you wanna say you re fne, you re fine, you re fine. you want to scream it and make it go away. nothing can touch you anymore. there is no drama. whatever happens you re fine. you crawl up the walls and you have fantasies about another life. and you can fulfill your dreams but only if they coincide with your destiny. and maybe that s not it. or maybe it is. but there is no drama, there is no severance. there is no hatred anymore. there are ideas and some become reality and some just don t. and they tell you if you just believe hard enough. but you re crawling up the walls of your brain. and you want to keep sleeping. and you walk like a roboton and listen to the whistling train. it comes around for you like the moods changing with the hour. out of all the possibilities why does it happen to be the one? when an idea occurs you must grasp it with both hands and it will destroy you but it will elevate you because you dreamed it and you lived it. and it was so much better than the here and now. and if you re telling me that s all there is, you have understood nothing at all.