unfinished .. endless

Sometimes .. yes sometimes I want to cut my brain off....
Would like to take a sharp knife, holding with both hands and cut it into pieces.
Why shall I have one, when it seems as no one else has a brain to use.
It doesn,t seem, as if people really are using it. Especially to think about their
own steps filled with no sense ... with nonsense .....
It,s difficúlt I know, but suggesting that there is a brain, they should start to use it ...
but don,t doubt about, that time will not come, when humanity in its whole
starts to think about itself.
So the world around will stay filled with bodys and brains with unused brains inside ..
Figures, marionettes, used and forgotten ones are running through their daily nightmare
and even in nighttime there is no sense inside their doing.....
Waiting while sleeping for annother uncontrolled day.....
Really nothing they can have a decision about by their own ....
USED FROM LIFE TO ACT AROUND AS IT WANTS.
I want to play the piano .... wild and free ....

Thinking .. what ? Thinking ?

Crazy words
Heard all around
No one there dicussing them
Crazy thoughts
Everywhere
No way to know all about
While I am sitting at my edge
taking care for my own
the daylight comes to its end
So the daily nightmares close the doors
and leave alone all these who did not got it at all
All of these humans who forgot
all things they have thrown overboard.
No individuality anymore
Everyone is happy taking the same steps
as the other ones and all the rest
so .. how far did you step into normality?
I hope you did not loose sensibility ...
Don,t want to get infiltrated
from all these common movings around me
I always want to try to choose my own way to be
Changing ... Choosing .. Looking .. Asking myself
Where am I and where do I want to be.
Who are you .. perhaps the same .. No, not at all ... but perhaps similar

flying bee

such a little step

Words .... written on that wall behind me ...don,t know them .............................

to exhausted and tired of daily life to turn

around .....................................

so I could read them

But I guess there is nothing new inside ....

so I stay leaning back ... staring into sweet nothing

thinking about my own

Some times I want to cry

loud and louder ...

louder than everything around me ...

so only I willbe there .....

only me and my crying voice ......

all this stupidity

all this madness

all this greyness around

all these empty brains around

... all running in circles

..always acting the same way

all these same spoken words ... poor words ... missused

...come on world ... leave all these behind you

come to me .... hide yourself ...

into my heart

into my mind

take place .. take a seat ... rest and stay

don,t any longer mind about all those people

.. are they really so empty

.. are they really lost for their own life

.. did they all loose their dreams

poor world .. come with me .. to my own star ...far away ....

come on .. come on ..

I lost it all ... did a big step away from all

...settled down in loneliness

.............but watching and looking around

.seeing, how world is moving and I am angry ....

Sometimes I am very angry .... about all this

and I can,t help myself ....

So then I look for a corner ... for an edge

,.. to sit down

.. to close my eyes

.. to shut my ears

.. and thinking about being far away

... on my own star

so then I am happy, when I am able to feel natures elements being with me..

Why have I to be back

Why can,t I leave all this for ever...

Why am I sitting alone with all these thoughts...

...why ... why ... why ... why

Is there someone outside there

...Please, listen to me

..... don,t be away

Words ... kind of use

What I like is dancing with thoughts .... join me

Be by my side ... running around in our own happiness!

How things can be changed ... ?