So sometimes things make no sense...
But then if they had to, would you still do it?
Where is the thrill, the sense of unknown, the little mix
of fear and adrenaline and trying out the new
Sometimes it's the cat, sometimes it's the cat on the doormat
And I do rhyme...once in a blue moon....
Which comes 6 times a year
I wonder how people can live
emotionless, rudderless, anchorless...
just a plain mask..to last their days
And the endless agony resulting from it
When was the last time , you did something for the first time
When was the last time you did something for you...
and something in my opinion means something silly
which you wouldn't want the others to know about
Jump, skip, hop, jive, jig and sway
Scratch your hands, pick your nose and pluck your hair
Don't listen to people, they pull you down
Listen to that voice in your head
or your knee or elbow or your ear
Which says go for it buddy
That little vo soundtrack, specially designed
The most effective of wake up calls
Lean out, feel the drops, wash hands
Close your eyes and feel
The absoluteness of it all
This post came out at 2 am, with no other intention except that my fingers took me on a path of their own...
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