One way

Anyway, everywhere
It's the same
As in your head
Only a bigger mind game
And running
Will not make a way

Maybe transcending your thoughts
Till you choose to stay
But geting flooded again
With plenty of emotions
In a complex spray
Not with colour
Only with processing delay
Because your focus
Is further away
And your awareness
A tool
For the world to play

And you need peace
But you can't stay
Thinking only young kids
Can play
But you miss
And disobey
Your internal need,
 The way?

Stay and rest
Sounds crazy in a moving milky way
Trying a living
Letting dreams further away
And you think there is a day

But you disobey yourself
More
Just to get a living
In which you are praying
Not playing,
But you get sore

And some day, maybe?
You will find yourself living
Not just dreaming
But, maybe
If you stop thinking
That there will be,
Some special day

But not today
Is the precious moment
For riding the way
Where dreams come true
And the wave, is not against,
Poor you