Dream the dreams that seems to be out of reach
On the stars where there’s peace
Dreams are like a mist
Just floating around
Suffocating but never too far
Never obscene
Not out of reach.
Hallucinate
Let your body elevate
With the dreams levitating in the mist
And meditate
They say optimists exaggerate the positive
They’re completely oblivious to the explosive
Forces — that’s the narrative
But nah it’s the intuitive ability
To facilitate clarity
And read the energy
Of those who lack the ability
To understand themselves
No comments:
Post a Comment